words echoed
and hung in the air
suspended.
they lingered behind
with meanings; and pleaded
to be heard.
and i caught them.
inside me, they swirled
until everything inside burnt
until words became stars
and my soul was stardust.
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woooooosh!
stardust! now thats a fanciful word to use in situations as such... its a very beautiful write, i love your last stanza coz it was like magic i tell you! goodness, tere were sparks buddy!
i like the way you've weaved your emotions perfectly in this poem... it just flowed so well and the spacing was great (i get fascinated by well-spaced poems) ooh and dude, what.is.up.with.the.colour.combination? i like the background colour, its dirty pinky... and the words are green? goshies! okay, all's calm, and btw this poem's still magical! luv ya!
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aaww
I love you expressions and how they create a little place in my heart. The feelings are awesome and though there is sadness, the poem ended off on a hopeful note.
The last stanza was so beautiful dearie. I remember that day you said "stardust" and how that word always seems to spark a little something in you. I love the word "stardust" too. such a lovely feel to it. nice backgrounbd colour too and finally after so long, you have written a piece!! or maybe it's just me. 
loveees,
transit~
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