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A celestial waltz, a silent ballet,
Where suns are born and nebulae play.
A diamond dust on velvet deep,
Secrets that the cosmos keep.
In fiery births of crimson light,
New stars ignite the endless night.
A cosmic dance in swirling gas,
A fleeting moment built to last.
The stardust whispers, soft and low,
Of stories told and worlds aglow.
A canvas vast, a painter's dream,
A universe, a golden stream.
So look above when day is done,
And find the beauty, one by one.
For every star, a shining grace,
A masterpiece in time and space.
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The Infernal Crown
-By Nooriya Siddiqua
The trumpets broke, the heavens bled,
The angels fled, their chorus dead.
A shadow rose with wings of flame,
And every tongue now cursed his name.
Lucifer, the fallen star,
Dragged his throne from Heaven far.
Upon the earth his fury spilled,
A thousand hearts by terror stilled.
His eyes were pits of endless fire,
His words a storm, his breath desire.
He swore no soul would go unscarred,
His rose of blood their final guard.
The gates of Hell swung wide with screams,
The rivers boiled with shattered dreams.
The thorns of sin pierced bone and skin,
Marking the damned who dared walk in.
Upon the altar black as stone,
He carved the names he would not own.
Each stroke a scar, each word a chain,
A binding oath of endless pain.
The punishments grew dark, refined--
A crown of ash for every mind.
The liar’s tongue was set aflame,
The murderer drowned in his own name.
The proud were bent, their spines undone,
The greedy choked on what they won.
The lustful burned in beds of steel,
The traitors flayed until they kneeled.
And in the center stood the Rose,
Its petals black, its beauty froze.
Each soul it touched was torn apart,
Each thorn drove deeper through the heart.
Lucifer laughed, the skies went red,
He feasted on the tears they shed.
The flames obeyed his cruel command,
And licked like serpents ‘cross the land.
He raised the Rose, its thorns dripped black,
The world convulsed, the stars turned back.
“Behold,” he cried, “my holy crown!
Your God has fled, you all are mine now.”
The earth was glass, the seas were chains,
The sky a sheet of molten veins.
And every prayer that reached the air,
Was crushed by demons waiting there.
Still in the dark, the whispers go,
The tale of roses none should know.
For those who touch its thorned disguise,
Will trade their soul for ash and cries.
So walk with care when shadows call,
When silence weighs and nightbirds fall.
For Lucifer still guards his ground,
With Rose of Blood and Crown unbound.
And if you hear that dreadful hymn,
Your fate is sealed, you bloom with him. 2 replies
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they say we’d be perfect together ,
But maybe it’s just chemistry, maybe destiny, or maybe we should stop pretending.
But the world is watching,
their voices press us closer,
‘be lovers, or there will be trouble,’
yet my heart trembles at being vulnerable.
Still, desire lingers
your smile makes my heart skip,
I crave the warmth of your nearness,
though I fear the cost of love.
And yet, with you,it does not feel heavy,
in your company,love is not the same. 2 replies
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Grave of Our Love
-By Nooriya Siddiqua
The night is a coffin, nailed in the sky,
I breathe in silence, I wait to die.
The stars are embers, the moon is ash,
memories cut like a funeral slash.
I call your name where the shadows creep,
but the grave replies from its endless sleep.
Your lips once warm are a ghostly frost,
your touch returns, but the love is lost.
The church bell tolls with a broken chime,
a song of sorrow, outside of time.
Its echo bends like a crooked spine,
reminding me you were never mine.
The roses wither, their thorns still bite,
red turns black in the arms of night.
A whisper drifts through the hollow ground:
“The love you seek is the love I drowned.”
The mirror cracks with a silent scream,
your face appears like a shattered dream.
Your eyes are rivers, your mouth is stone,
you pull me closer, I walk alone.
The floor is trembling, the walls decay,
the light of morning has lost its way.
No dawn can find me, no sun can rise,
only your ghost and its cursed replies.
And so I wander where shadows weep,
between the living and death’s cold keep.
I lay my heart in your ruined grave,
a soul once tender, too weak to save.
The night grows deeper, it will not part,
its claws sink fast in my breaking heart.
And in the silence, I hear it clear:
“Forever bound, you remain here.” 10 replies
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