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  • l_stargazer 1w

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 1w

    #soul

    I am in a bewildering labyrinth
    crestfallen, without my muse.
    As I spent nights without you,
    I inked in blue.

    Whilst in oblivion,
    cold creeps into me
    riveting my soul,
    piercing its claws into my heart.

    I’m digging my metaphors
    in a tenebrous, desolated place
    Alas! what I accrued were bleak locutions
    not even worthy of a muse.

    I felt deranged,
    I felt wretched, as I whirled
    to embellish the empty words
    of my forlorn soul.

    No matter how loud I squeal
    betwixt each word I etch on my skin,
    no matter how dark the inkblots
    I bleed in my blank pages,
    nothing can extricate my soul
    from the agony of missing you.
    ©l_stargazer

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    No matter how loud I squeal
    betwixt each word I etch on my skin,
    no matter how dark the inkblots
    I bleed in my blank pages,
    nothing can extricate my soul
    from the agony of missing you.
    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 1w

    #PoetryWednesday
    Tetractys poem
    pc: Pinterest

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    I
    daubed my
    poems in black
    and white, without
    ambiguities to what is on my mind.
    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    As I try eloquence, I read pain in every line I inscribed; unsatisfied, I scratched those phrases, for I cannot find the perfect words to match the madness hiding in my head.

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    #muse


    In the deep chambers of my soul,
    lies my life-long collection
    of fragmented hopes,
    shattered reveries
    and chain of regrets
    I schlepped, I blenched,
    as I suppressed my vehemence

    You came uninvited,
    sit at the end of the table
    beseeched, whispered, "Write."
    You put a quill on my hand
    and lets me coalesce -----
    unspoken words into rhymes,
    verses into metaphors with a seamless lilt

    When I'm lost for words,
    when thoughts came into a halt,
    I look at you for respite;
    I cling to my plume, clenching my heart
    in the thin air, a voice will always echo
    "Write," said my muse,
    then I will taste my ink, and again I'll write.
    ©l_stargazer

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    When I'm lost for words,
    when thoughts came into a halt,
    I look at you for respite;
    I cling to my plume, clenching my heart
    in the thin air, a voice will always echo
    "Write," said my muse,
    then I will taste my ink, and again I'll write.
    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    It seems like I'm feeling too much today.

    Its 3 am, and my mind is wide awake. I always felt like I'm walking in a verdant lawn barefooted, to a place betwixt slumber and restlessness. And in that place, your reminiscence emerges. I felt my heart loves you and, I splurge my time to cool one's heels. In that paradise, I anticipate for your shadow. In that place, I am sitting serene underneath an old tree; craving time would halt for no reason why.

    I don't know if I'm awake or I am just dreaming. The only thing I know is that, beneath that tree, my heart's waiting for you while succumbing in the strain of Saudade memories of what's used to be you and me.

    I hate catching feelings.

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    Beneath that tree, my heart's waiting for you while succumbing in the strain of Saudade memories of what's used to be you and me.

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    #stardust

    From where I am
    it's raven black and chaotic,
    with ear-splitting silence
    underneath those colossal walls.
    I am taciturn,
    sullen and morose.

    From where you are
    it's incandescing and warm,
    the gentle zephyr's inviting
    the entire ether is serene.

    As our world collide,
    it's overwhelming and surreal
    your placid stares
    send chills down my spine,
    hush to my haywire thoughts
    and enchanted bliss down my marrow.

    You are my phosphorescence in the dark
    as you wear that sultry stardust in your deep-seated eyes.
    ©l_stargazer

    Edit: @mirakee and @writersnetwork thank you so much for your kind repost ��������
    My first POD ��

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    You are my phosphorescence in the dark
    as you wear that sultry stardust in your deep-seated eyes.

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    Sometimes I felt like no one could understand me.
    No matter how hard I scream the words, this world remained unmoved, unaffected, hence I remained misunderstood.
    With the quill in my left hand and those inked metaphors and rhymes of mine, I hope there's a soul who'll understand me in the language I speak.

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 2w

    Whenever I talked to you I wish the night would never end, that time stops ticking, giving me another second, another minute more just before I bid you goodnight. Because whenever we talk, you coax me into believing that dark things in me can be beautiful. I can hear it in your voice; it's reflected in the depths of your soul.

    As the ink flows in my pen, my mind is anxious, filled with thoughts about farewells, uncertainties and endings. Will you stay, and continue to show me the things I failed to see in my own skin? What if you choose to go, will there be another soul who's kind enough to make me feel beautiful amidst my darkness and storm?

    ©l_stargazer

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    Will there be another soul who's kind enough to make me feel beautiful amidst my darkness and storm?

    ©l_stargazer

  • l_stargazer 3w

    #etched
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    You came unannounced
    tattooed your name in my soul
    in deep, dark bordeaux
    I watch it's roots grow
    your touch, your stare
    your sweet heavenly kisses
    those lips of yours have etched
    Forever in my flesh.

    ©l_stargazer