Stardust: Poems

1d · 287

Curly Hair

Stardust 1d

They flow like rivers
from a fresh stream,
When nurtured with love,
gently with care.

The poem talks about how curly hair can be compared to ocean waves instead of the usual (and often clichéd) comparison to noodles.
It suggests a shift in perspective—seeing curls as beautiful and flowing like waves, rather than just springy or chaotic like noodles.

6d · 1.4k

Cornered

Stardust 6d

Cornered

When patterns repeat, year after year,
And threaten you at your most pivotal hour.
It feels like a checkmate.

#life

May 8 · 485

Morning Whispers

Stardust May 8

Morning Whispers

A cool breeze in the early morning
Pastel blue sky, with light rain humming
Songs of birds and insects rise
Nature greets with whispered sighs.

#earlymorning #rainyday

May 6 · 420

Cause we never talked before

Stardust May 6

Cause we never talked before

I have known you as far as my memory goes.
I have observed you, watched you grow—
As I did too.

But I wonder why we never talked,
’Cause we never talked before,
Was all I could think back then.

And even now,
I think it’s still the same—
’Cause we never talked before,
And maybe… we never will.

I've been an introvert for as long as I can remember. This poem reflects on what could have been—how many connections I might have made if I’d just smiled and started a conversation. But that moment never arrived.

#introvertlife #ifonly #missedconnections

Apr 26 · 202

Blurry Faces

Stardust Apr 26

Blurry Faces

I live among blurry faces,
faces of people I used to know.

Leaving a place and coming back feels like you know someone from before yet not who they are now.

#timedistance

Apr 26 · 485

Blind

Stardust Apr 26

Blind

Why do we become blind,
When we love someone so?
And blind again with hate,
When we let it grow?

We see no flaw in one,
And only flaws in some.
Why do our hearts so easily
Make our minds its gun?

I was just wondering why I sometimes turn into a fairy tale character for someone—kind, idealistic—while at other times I feel like the foul-mouthed villain’s right-hand man, caught in loud spats. But I'm trying to find a balance, to control my emotions and not get swept away by their intensity. After all, emotions come and go.

#mindversusheart

Apr 20 · 113

In Pieces, Still

Stardust Apr 20

In Pieces, Still

When the glass shattered that day,
all I could think was—please stop.
Later, it became—I hope the pieces fit back together.
And now, it’s—I pray they don’t break further.
The pain, you ask?
It’s still there.
Only now, the numbness is manageable.

It’s strange how, like the tide, things escalate and everything suddenly feels out of order. You can’t even process events as they unfold—you’re just left speechless. What once seemed simple becomes complicated and messy. So you pause to ask yourself: is this really reality?
Things break, and they make noise—some people notice, others just enjoy it, indifferent to the consequences for those caught in the middle.
And then there are the memories—strangely missed, yet forever trapped in a chapter, a part, a volume of my life that feels completely different from now.

#brokenpieces #familywounds

Apr 18 · 316

A Prisoner

Stardust Apr 18

A Prisoner

I am a Prisoner.
Prisoned in the cage of expectations and social order.
Perhaps that’s why I long so deeply for solidarity.
But these chains won’t break—no matter how hard I try.
They feel eternal, their grip unwavering and cold.

A silent rebellion against invisible chains.

#emotionalchains #silentpain

Apr 17 · 116

One-Sided

Stardust Apr 17

One-Sided

I wonder—why do my eyes always find you?
Was it that day I caught you staring, just once, on a sunny winter afternoon?
Or is it the way we always seem to cross paths, as if by fate?
I don’t know what this feeling is—
But whatever it is, I’m certain it’s one-sided.
And I know I must let it go.
Because seeing you, and saying nothing… is torturous.

This poem is about my recent crush, haha. But honestly, I don’t want to feel this way right now, and I don’t think that person feels the same. I’m pretty sure they haven’t noticed me the way I’ve noticed them. So yeah, I guess I need to get over this soon.

#unwantedfeelings

Apr 15 · 101

Excuses

Stardust Apr 15

Excuses

I just asked you few things to keep in mind,
Before you open your mouth to talk about me.
I have clearly expressed my intension to stay away from the crowd
But how come you forget this every time?
Every time?
I can't fathom this act of yours.
This running circle of arguments just because you don't listen.
I am fed up, fed up, fed up of this.

When you have arguments with the same person over and over, it really starts to make you feel like you're the villain or something. But I'm trying to understand and accept them as they are—everyone has flaws, and so do I. If they can't keep secrets, I guess I just have to adjust and stop telling them things I want to keep private.

#silentstruggles #unheardvoices #emotionalexhaustion

Apr 14 · 112

Moonlight Mist

Stardust Apr 14

Moonlight Mist

O My dear Mr. Moon!
You might not know this,
That whenever I glance up at the darkness of the night sky,
Your elegance moonlight provides me solace,
And hope for better days to come.
Your shine comes from the mighty Sun.
But you don't have to be the Sun dear.
Do you know that your scars make you so divine ?
You don't have to be perfect.
You have millions and billions of admirers you know?
Even if you're not a star,
You don't need to be.
Cause you are the moon!
The only moon,
That leads the way.
When I am lost,
In this world full of toils.

Embracing the moonlight—gentle, imperfect, and endlessly inspiring.

#moonmagic #imperfectlyperfect #celestialinspiration #hopeindarkness

Apr 11 · 622

Mind Games

Stardust Apr 11

Mind Games

This consistent need to change
This burning desire to be better
Am I slowly changing for good
Or is it good that I am changing ?
I think a lot, speak a little
I dream a lot, act a little
This constant void that I feel in my Life
Why, why, why, I think to myself yet again
Caught in this trap of monotonous mind battles

Every day, I look into the mirror at my reflection, and all these thoughts pop into my mind. Sometimes they’re kind, sometimes they’re unkind—just passing through as they please. But this ordeal feels so monotonous, like I’m living in a bubble.

#innerstruggles #mindbattles #selfreflection #journeywithin #thoughtsandfeelings #becomingbetter #voidwithin

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