Flashlights and Stardust: Poetry Maybe #193
the crowd lights up the arena with flashlights that are almost brighter than this joy I feel when you smile at me. laughter, dancing holding hands with you generates intoxicating euphoria that fills up every cell in my body. hope approaches at high velocity I admire the constellation in your eyes. A glittering gem is not enough to outshine my glow.
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/11/07/flashlights-and-stardust-poetry-maybe-193/
Every Timeline: Poetry Maybe #192
we look at the clock toweron the stroke of midnight—common timeline, different lives. playlist loopingthe same songs in rotation,instruments in syncwith the beat of two hearts. a lingering scentwhen I lookfrom my bedroom windowand try to find you. do you noticethe ribbon that joins us—its distant origin,its endless reach?
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/11/06/every-timeline-poetry-maybe-192/
Veil and Shadow : Poetry Maybe #191
dream every night about dedicating my life to him gown that i wear for him sways down the phantom aisle. excitement of his hands lifting my veil never fades. lace brushes against his warm skin. can't articulate when the battle and retreat down cathedral steps began. devotion is taken over by reluctance to put a suitcase in the trunk until death us do part.
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/11/05/veil-and-shadow-poetry-maybe-191/
The One Who Objects: Poetry Maybe #189
Write about seeing Demetrius in public after the breakup—close enough to touch, but worlds away. He doesn’t see you. Capture the ache of knowing his warmth, his glow, his orbit once held you… and now you’re a stranger in the same room. Show the restraint, the almost-instinct to go to him, and the quiet pride in staying still. End on a tender but self-protective note—loving him, but choosing yourself.
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/11/04/the-one-who-objects-poetry-maybe-189/
Hurricane: Poetry Maybe #190
This scenario of how ridiculous we are could be a movie- skyline sways, We stand on the edge of the roof for the first and maybe last time. you look straight into my soul when you reach out your hand to ask me to dance in the rain. I'm not going to hesitate to stand at the edge of the world. If you protect me, I'll listen to your confession in this hurricane. Poetry Maybe
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/11/03/hurricane-poetry-maybe-190/
Unravel My Braid: Poetry Maybe #189
They gossip aboutmoney, and if I canafford to binda man like you. They think I’d twistyour perceptionto fit my spell. No one can bind love.I could capture you on canvas,slam all the paintand emotionsthat matter,raise eyebrows. They don’t knowhow you punish me.They wouldn’t guessI’d dare to blast away…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/25/unravel-my-braid-poetry-maybe-189/
How to Break a Spell: Poetry Maybe #188
"To unbind the heart, whisper the name that pulls the stars." When I think of you, the temptation to tell you all of my feelings for you is on a pendulum struggle to not beg you to stay while I cry and spiral away from your frost encrusted heart The witch in me doesn't need approval to lock you out…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/24/how-to-break-a-spell-poetry-maybe-188/
Love Heist at the Museum: Poetry Maybe #187
After our love floated down the river, you noticed me at the museum with someone new. You saw meaning in the luminous glance that used to be yours. Now this unintentional triangle feels like a battlefield at night - the urgency, fragments of love and hesitation Your silence was the killer of my heart's bond to yours. now you're all words,
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/22/love-heist-at-the-museum-poetry-maybe-187/
Fractured Starlight: Poetry Maybe #186
Even silence sounds like you. I lose concentration when you're sitting on the window bench gazing at me. clothes scattered but we're content during the quiet midnight. The theme of us is a possibility of fractured starlight lying between us. Let me rebuild with you, Kano without guilt or drift into the silent forest without you. Poetry Maybe
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/21/fractured-starlight-poetry-maybe-186/
Kano: Poetry Maybe #185
Even knowing the shark waits, I dive. You could have answered- as a courtesy to what we should have been. I didn't want to be a prisoner of Kano, defeated by silence. For weeks, I waited outside freezing by your lemon tree. Flawless on the outside, bruised heart within. I became indifferent to start this recovery from our disconnect. The blade was in the cupboard waiting to sever the connection Just waiting on the shark to decide our fate. Maybe
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/20/kano-poetry-maybe-185/
In the Spotlight: Poetry Maybe #184
people are jealous when they see even in a crowd, your gravity finds me. the public can watch with all of their hostility A woman in the crowd presses for information about the whys and the hows of us. She protests us, undermines our relationship with hate and noise. You wrestled the microphone from her then held my hand like you were never…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/18/in-the-spotlight-poetry-maybe-184/
Velvet Sun Flower Moon: Poetry Maybe #183
Sunlight spills across your face, and I forget the world. Time between arriving and leaving is so narrow. source of the Glow from you to me is a mystery. I can't see your pulse, but i feel the warmth, of your glance even if it's temporary, it's a magnetic sanctuary you're the velvet sun i'm the pink flower moon when i orbit your light, …
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/16/velvet-sun-flower-moon-poetry-maybe-183/
Shark in the Mist: Poetry Maybe #182
I saw you circle the overlook where we saw sunset after sunrise. the waves caught your reflection. even the false you is attractive and tempts me to dive into the current. if you're my enemy do I tiptoe around the driftwood so i don't ignite a reaction? The gallery of us is just a mirage in the mist hiding a shark waiting to tear my heart in two. You're not circling back again to save me from you. Poetry Maybe
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/15/shark-in-the-mist-poetry-maybe-182/
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last summer glimmer of our love in bloom near the Kobe mosaic by the basketball court. My rose necklace got caught around your wrist you got so close to my petal that it was almost a sin. you offered a meteor-bright apology before you left me in solitude. i hid the cascade of tears when you departed to meet that other girl…
Carousel of Fairy Dust: Poetry Maybe #180
He provedto be a wolfon the carouselof fairy dust and mirrors. She got swept up in the opera,didn’t hear the battleto keep her with him approaching. Sunshine blocked her eyesfrom the siege.She neglected to stop himfrom spinning her by the waistof her evening gown. It was love that kept her balanced,floating betweenthe painted horses. The radio played arias and duets,pulling theminto another dimension. How can she…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/08/carousel-of-fairy-dust-poetry-maybe-180/
The Glacier Between Us: Poetry Maybe #179
Am I going to rememberyour amber eyes? I linger a few more minutesat dusk—our last dancein the mirror. I can’t hesitate leaving.We won’t swimbeneath the waterfallor hold hands on the beach again. Every transaction we hadis burned into memory.I can’t change this last moment. Our last glance,last kiss,last everything.
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/07/the-glacier-between-us-poetry-maybe-179/
The Body Remembers: Poetry Maybe #178
The body remembers the sway of back and forth. Love and indifference of stitched companions. I feel the pulse of you from the distance between our silence Your scar catches the moonlight. My scars almost match proof that we're humans, not monsters. When your hand brushed against mine, it left an imprint that I can't shake. I run through the vinyard…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/10/04/the-body-remembers-poetry-maybe-178/
Vanishing Act: Poetry Maybe #177
The magician withhis face as a talisman. If he is the magician, who am I?A vanishing assistant,drinking your foxglove potion—salt and exile on my tongue. We unraveled when the starsrearranged into liesonly I could see. I saw through your sleight of hand.Your doppelganger smiled in the mirrorwhile your real face scowled. I wanted to believe the masquerade…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/09/30/vanishing-act-poetry-maybe-177/
The Inn of Sparrows: Poetry Maybe #176
The inn of sparrows appears only when a heart calls. photos of yarrow and a smoky emperor moth in sepia wards off hollow devotion. Pretenders to love hide in the glade jaguars ready to tear your heart in two. the true beloved hovers like hummingbird waiting for their heart to be embroidered with cornflower thread and the scent of clover. Through tequila smoke, the beloved creates a talisman of opal, lightning and cracked ceramics…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/09/29/the-inn-of-sparrows-poetry-maybe-176/
Veils of Ice: Poetry Maybe #175
Your love, a mirage I chased barefoot. was full of thorns and betrayal, Letters from you turned into tinder, painting of us fractured when i spiralled out of control with a jagged ache and a baseball bat. Your lies were a snare I didn’t see until the haze cleared. There's no tether, no clasp of each other's hands whatever we were was…
https://chasingdestino.com/2025/09/27/veils-of-ice-poetry-maybe-175/