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starlitstory · 3 years
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In a world of companionship, it is lonely to not feel lonely when you are alone.
— S.Y. // aromantic
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starlitstory · 4 years
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a visit from my sadness: i let her in.
she is drenched head to toe,
it must have been raining for days.
i sit her by the fireplace, offer a blanket.
she cries.
her sobs fill the room with sorrow,
the air starts to taste like dread.
i draw circles around her back,
i comb her hair,
i sing her lullabies,
she goes quiet in my arms.
drifts into sleep and a world of nightmares.
i light a candle,
i crack open a window,
i make myself a cup of coffee,
she will have company through the night.
tomorrow she will be dry.
and maybe she will be ready to leave.
but if not,
she is free to stay.
to her, i whisper “there is no rush,
you have all the time in the world.”
— S.Y. // a visit from my sadness
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starlitstory · 4 years
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and when you sat in front of me all flushed red faced head hung low, i said “scary isn’t it? to not be invincible.” i had broken you. shattered your defences, left a gaping hole in your walls. you; armour-skin boy who strangles love to keep it away. me; tired damsel in distress with rope burns around her neck. all it took was honesty sharpened into daggers and a room with no doors. you don’t know what to do when you can’t hide or run away.
— S.Y. // face your feelings, i dare you.
https://instagram.com/starlitstory/
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starlitstory · 4 years
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warning sirens in my head
blaring loud flashing red
stop signs in a one-way street
deafened by my own heartbeats
reason stomped and set ablaze
eyes clouded by a burning haze
i can’t hear nor think nor see
i can’t hold back this rage in me
— S.Y. // sirens
https://www.instagram.com/starlitstory/
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starlitstory · 4 years
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before i discovered i was a being of the sky, i had made a home of the ocean. i was two when i learnt to walk (the late bloomer i was) and i remember the way the ocean’s waves rolled out to greet me. she kissed my toes and moved the sand beneath my feet to cradle my soles. it was love at first sight.
— S.Y. // write about your first non-human love
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starlitstory · 4 years
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you say my name and i’m transfixed,
i’m blind to your disguise,
your words snake down onto my wrists,
i’m handcuffed to your lies,
your charm is laced with venom,
and your eyes are glowing green,
i should have listened when they said,
that boy is serpentine.
— S.Y. // serpentine
https://www.instagram.com/starlitstory/
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starlitstory · 4 years
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sometimes i think about the ‘what if i die’s too much and the ‘what if i live’s too little.
—S.Y. // i am still learning to believe in tomorrows
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starlitstory · 4 years
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i. yellowing torn out worksheet. algebra in one corner, phone number in another.
ii. coffee stained napkin. mediocre caricature of stranger with funny hat.
iii. pink rose scented card. red glitter, hearts and cursive lettering.
iv. paper clipped newspaper classifieds. multiple listings circled out.
v. wedding invitations. wedding invitations. wedding invitations.
vi. sealed tear stained letter. unaddressed, no stamp.
— S.Y. // box of love letters
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starlitstory · 4 years
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Hey there!
Just popping in to address the rebranding of my tumblr. Previously it was beautifullybrokenpoetry but i made this account 4 years ago and now I can’t help but feel like the username romanticises brokenness.
I have thus adopted the name starlitstory. I have also moved over to instagram. I will still be posting here though not regularly. This tumblr account will be a more casual place to post poetry.
Thank you for reading :)
Do follow my new instagram for more consistent poetry.
https://www.instagram.com/starlitstory/
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starlitstory · 4 years
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★ ESCAPRIL DAY 15 : euphoria my first instinct was writing about shouting on top of a mountain but then thought about how euphoria doesn’t have to be loud. and how some of the most happiest moments are found in the quiet. Escapril by @savbrown @letsescapril #starlitstory #escapril2020 #escapril #letsescapril #bymepoetry #penguinplatform #thoughtfvl #packpoetry #silverleafpoetry #bleedingsoulpoetry #lipoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poets #spilledink #poetryisnotdead #quotes #qotd #quotestagram #lovequotes #story https://www.instagram.com/p/B_Ame2sF3j6/?igshid=ucent5eamum6
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starlitstory · 4 years
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★ ESCAPRIL DAY 14 : pink like your brain 
https://www.instagram.com/p/B–JHv9hGWK/?igshid=xpeozj1ly664
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starlitstory · 4 years
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☆ just don’t forget to always come home 
https://www.instagram.com/p/B-9FXFhFVFa/?igshid=1shffuzoxk7k
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starlitstory · 4 years
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☆ because i’d wait lifetimes for you https://www.instagram.com/p/B-8TC9mhUVE/?igshid=3ln7p1d6eidi
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starlitstory · 4 years
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★ ESCAPRIL DAY 13 : the city .
https://www.instagram.com/p/B-6s3d7llMH/?igshid=d2tji2ehlnka
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starlitstory · 4 years
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☆ i don’t think the brief overlap in our existences was meant for holding hands. https://www.instagram.com/p/B-59mnKhvPV/?igshid=12oizebp9m2nf
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starlitstory · 4 years
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★ ESCAPRIL DAY 11 : Heaven / Hell 
https://www.instagram.com/p/B-5LAKbB-sN/?igshid=15mnbahawaaog
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starlitstory · 4 years
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☆ wish you were here. 
https://www.instagram.com/p/B-5K7SlBpZp/?igshid=a0nx9r90zkrb
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