Amidst the boundless realms of stars intertwining,
A tempest of anguish brews within the confines of my soul,
In the quantum dance of quarks and cosmic disorder,
My heart fractures, splintering into infinitesimal fragments.

A dolorous supernova is what i'd christen myself,
Black holes of desolation engulfs every flicker of optimism
(the most breath-taking of things brings the most tragedy, isn't it?)
Within the expanse of this macrocosmic sorrow,
I float aimlessly,
Lost within the gravitational pull of my own annihilation.

Dark matter veils the radiance of my soul,
In the emptiness of this vast universe, I scavenge for an analogous solace.
(they exist. they do. you know who i'm talking about.)
Yet gravity's harrowing embrace ensnares me completely,
Torn between dimensions, I find my existence entangled between the laws of nature.

As quasars blaze with intensity, so does my heart.
An extraordinary astronomical eccentricity, cleaved and ripped asunder,
The collision of love's idealism and the brutal realism,
(it slips off my mind, i was never andromeda and him never the milky way.)
Leaves me in ruins, a cosmic fatality.
(some collisions are meant to wreak insufferable destruction and not agonising love.)

I orbit the remnants of a desecrated system,
A cosmic accident, a star-crossed buzz.
(fates are intertwined, but the souls aren't. how does that even work?)
Echoes of bitter pain reverberate like pulsating waves.
Within this abyss of loss, the absence of love (love is oxygen?) asphyxiates me.

Oh, the singularity of this woe, what quantum puzzle,
Traversing this universe of heartache untamed,
Yet amidst the chaos, I question the void's purpose.
(but what would the answer give me anyways? closure?)
What celestial laws allow such desolation to thrive?
(and so it ends, i don't have you and i have no more answers to seek.)

Alas, I inquire of the cosmos, with tears as my ink,
Seeking answers within equations that diminish,
But within this vast expanse of anguish and strife,
I discover no respite, no celestial compass to guide.

And so, I drift like a lonely comet within the cosmic sea,
Hovering between dimensions of what was and could have been,
In this space-time continuum of heartache, my tears flow silently,
A requiem of sorrow echoing throughout the astral panorama.

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You mentioned to me
your favorite color was red
And the next day my nails were
cherry

I would give you my blood
and only shy once id learned
you had been under
my skin

if you listen carefully, you'll notice
my heart race to match yours
whenever you hold
my hand or my head or my hips or my

It's the way you look
in the evening sunlight
in the morning
and i'm thinking if i could stop time.

I had to let go
Of a life that tormented me
With daily retributions
Which I didn’t deserve
Through the callous heart
Of someone who hated me
For no reason but the fact
That I was alive.

Cleaning up the mess
Has been no easy task
For I have been to hell and back
The past six months
Trying to regain my soul
That was burnt to an ember
Yet yearning to return
With the passion of a phoenix.

And then you came along
Out of the blue, one day
And stole my heart completely
From your very first Hello
For with your words of comfort
You took away the pain
That had tortured me
Like a branding iron.

With the sweetest touch of love
You turned my world upside down
Where all hurt and pain subsided
And my healing began
Knowing you were the oasis
To my once barren desert
And that I was deeply loved
Without a shadow of a doubt

Sometimes simple things matter. They give you the will to live on.. so that you don't have to be perfect.. so that you don't run behind perfection.. and shed some weight of expectations.. sometimes it's just a point of view.. and sometimes it's simply rest that gives you the courage to get up and it shouldn't be minimised.. It is inevitable part of life... Trust your instincts and follow your gut it goes a long way.. rather than taking the path of exhaustive decisions and demeaning compromises. It's a loop of learning and unlearning that is constant. Slowly it becomes peaceful when you realise in distinct moments that you are welcoming grace as you see yourself in the mirror shedding the unwanted easily which you carried on for so long on your shoulders... You feel weightless and ready.. Ready for the next learning... To discover one more part of you that is inside the infinite you! Simple you! But infinite you!

I was always taught ,that love was easy . I now know that to be lies.love hurts more than anything ive experinced. You probally want an answer but I longer have one, for I do not know if we are meant to be .love shouldn't make me ill . I forewarned I can dissappear like we were never lovers , forget all memories and carry on . A skilll of self preservation learned long ago. I do not know if this is goodbye dear but I feel things will not be the same

happy 250 days of being a member of this great community!!
i’ve grown so much since joining, and i dedicate a big part of it to writing and reflecting through poetry, so thank you for supporting and sharing your thoughts with me throughout this 250 days, love you all <33

Only the unlucky know him
They’ve heard his knock
been blinded by his warm smile
He asks for a dance
no one has ever missed the chance
As they move life is but a fleeting thought
Some are happy,
most are afraid,
but all will follow him

What can I say
I live my life day by day
Sometimes it hard to put a smile on my face
Sometimes I wonder what is my place
I know some have it harder than me
This isn’t the way I want to feel you see
I don’t want to run away and hide
I feel I get get hailed back by foolish pride
Sometimes i feel like i am in last place sometime I feel that I haven’t started the race

For there to be creation there must be chaos

Hello, I'm Joylyn. I just came across this place this morning and it looks like fun! I look forward to reading your poetry and submitting a little of mine.

walls,which i hate the most
has became the most loved one
but...
once you loved it
the freedom of yours
is far away
if the life is just that wall
so...
why did you live
so hard
but..
when i see that wall
i shall write a poem
about the wall's beauty
but never ever
write a single word
about the dark side of it