Loves music, nature, poetry, emotive writing, thinking
Passionate about the environment
pianist, tall
~in love with the stars~
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Previously called ‘Daisy + Sage’
“Not all those who wander are lost” - J.R.R. Tolkien
“You can choose to either see the weed or the wildflower”
“Somehow, after everything, she still bloomed I’m the way she was meant to” - Morgan Harper Nichols
Favourite words: whisper, echo, amongst, wanderer, lost, forgotten, meadow, galaxy, stardust, wisp, sonder, luminescence, nubivagant, solivagant
Favourite film: The Lost Thing - Shaun Tan

Wanderers through the cosmos

June 25, 2020


We are travellers in an endless universe,
seeking the solace of a star streaked sky;
We search but find ‘beyond’
hidden by street lights.
Luminescence is merely a concealed illusion-
evil's instrument.
But who knew a shadow-factory
could fabricate a facade?
Who knew that glimpses of a 'cheerful' abyss
could continue to persuade
us to thrust the name 'scary'
upon the innocent?
Through the illusion of light
and our world - a viewing device -
our sight is narrowed to nearly none.
And so we believe that midnight is dark
and forget that night hangs stars
one by one;
That it cradles constellations
in its gentle palm,
sprinkling them with glitter,
just for us,
placing them to our familiarity,
just so that our troubles may be calmed.

We are specks in an ever-changing sky,
This magnificent cloud of disarray.
On this planet we live our lives,
structure organising our every day.
How it makes our hands shake 
to think of a grain of sand left unnamed.
How it makes our minds quake
to think of a galaxy of fire, ice and change.
We cry in fear of the uncertain and indefinite,
for the loss of a perfection we will never attain,
but we forget that we cannot order the infinite
yet the universe still lives, functions, remains.
It is so freeing - as we look to the planets,
trifling marbles in a boundless game -
to remember what we always knew deep down:
That we are so insignificant, and every mistake
that we will make in our tiny lifetime,
is not known beyond our atmosphere;
just a snowflake in an eternal wintertime,
glittering in the light of a million suns,
far and near.

We are parts in a macrocosm.
We breathe in our niche amid a thousand planets,
yet live under the weight of a clock's hand.
The tick tock controls our short lives, but sound
doesn't travel through space's furnished wasteland.
History omitted the knowledge
that time is a man-made concept,
and humans were the first ones to count the orbits 
of our solar-system's contents.
But just as we forged the shackles that,
for centuries, have bound our wrists,
the key to unlock them, in our
worn palms, will forever exist.
A thousand aeons of explosions and lifelessness
have plagued our galaxy home,
yet here we stand, breaking the timelessness
of a place where it’s infeasible for life to roam.
Still, sometimes we forget
that we are one in a billion,
that we dwell amongst the asteroids-
That we were made from stardust.

We are flecks in an endless sky,
our life, one blink in a foreign time.
How wonderful it feels to stop and see 
that amongst planets and stars dwell we,
And as life flickers past, forever we’ll be, 
wanderers through the cosmos.
This piece is not finalised yet, but I thought I would post it to hopefully get some feedback! I’m not really sure about the differing rhymes in some places and if they takes away from the rhythm of the piece... if you have any thoughts on this or anything else, please let me know! 


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  • happy butterfly

    Replying: aww thanks so much.No don't worry at all! Its actually not long! Don't worry about it and take it at your own pace and relax:)

    8 months ago
  • Ree Sethu

    Replying: WOW!!!! That's brilliant! I'd absolutely LOVE it!!!

    8 months ago
  • journal.scribbles

    Replying: Definitely okay with me! I'm so glad that the idea could be used! You didn't have to ask, but it was really nice of you to let me know and I appreciate it. Congrats on your 50 followers!

    8 months ago
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    8 months ago
  • Wicked!

    Beautiful piece! I especially love the idea of stars being there to calm us :)

    8 months ago
  • amaryllis

    *applause* I originally came here to reply, but I am so, so glad I stumbled upon this jewel! The end of the first stanza is pure gold, not to mention "How it makes our hands shake / to think of a grain of sand left unnamed. / How it makes our minds quake / to think of a galaxy of fire, ice and change." is ridiculously powerful, and cleverly reinforced by the rhyme. This poem really made me think about things I've never questioned before, and it's broadened my world view a bit. If I get around to it, I'd love to review this piece!

    And finally, the reply: Thanks for your kind comment, it means a lot, and now after I've read your work, even more so, that you enjoyed my kind of wacky poem. I hope I can write like this one day :)

    8 months ago
  • Ree Sethu

    Replying: Wow!! I'm doing that as well! Check my updated bio out!

    8 months ago
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    Replying: Haha!! Absolutely! AHPU (Abnormal-Height Peoples' Union) is on! XD

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  • Eblinn

    This is marvelous!
    "And so we believe that midnight is dark
    and forget that night hangs stars
    one by one;"
    This whole piece screams space and light, it's out of this world :)
    I can't believe you managed to describe our little human lives so beautifully.

    8 months ago
  • Starcatcher

    LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!

    8 months ago
  • Sol noctis

    This is sooooo beautiful.......

    8 months ago