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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 16/03/2026

"You have no control / who lives, who dies, who tells your story" – "Hamilton", Lin Manuel Miranda #poetry #writing #authors

Frostburn
Flowers white and blue
Cold as the future he left
Rain turns into sleet

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 15/03/2026

lol suspended on twitter for violent speech against a****w t**e apparently so no Twitter for a week for me 🙃

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 08/03/2026

"Conquest is a lie." — "Act of Union", Seamus Heaney. #poetry #writing #authors

A Dress
(Elegy for 168–180 Children in Minab)
She walks out the door
Wearing a verdant dress
They'd spent a week to save for
A smile on her parents' faces — their last —
To learn about a world
She'll never get to see

It was green as the trees
With a ribbon as white as the clouds
Now covered in soot and ash
As scarlet as her classmates
Running to the sky.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

Not sure that people will get this one but oh well #poetry #writing #authors

Green
Staring across the sea as it shines
verdant and vibrant
dancing shadows cast by the bay
littered with torn sleeves
broken leaves
shards of a torn city
no life but the green-eyed monster.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 18/02/2026

"If you only knew what the future holds / After a hurricane comes a rainbow" — "Firework", Katy Perry #poetry #writing #authors

Composed after Fireworks, February 18th 2026
Gas drowns the city.
Crackling lights thunder —
Echoing canisters.

Lasers, green, shoot at the sky.
(I thought these, much weaker, were called weapons.)
The stars retreat.

Still. This could have been nice
If I had a lover to hold
Under all the vibrant lights.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 15/02/2026

unfortunately for the narrator, it is chinese new year immediately after it this year... lol :D #writing #poetry #authors

Sonnet for the Day After
While others speak of cherished lovers dear,
I'll take the easy rest, the cheaper night
And celebrate the next day in delight;
For here come the discounted chocolatiers!
I'll take a kiss from Hershey's with a cheer.
Who cares if my old pants start feeling tight?
I'm having fun with me, myself, tonight,
Enjoying sweet dessert. Go on and jeer!
They're cheaper after Valentine's, yet still
They taste the same, albeit without the heart
That gifts will bring. I'll just enjoy the thrill
Of tasty treats from which I will not part.
All that you really need is just the will
To eat and eat until you're an old fart.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 10/02/2026

(the epigraph has been retracted for legal reasons) #poetry #writing #authors

"20 Years to Life"
Each breath a freedom
Stolen from an unjust judge
Buried in a lie.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 02/02/2026

"I will remember you always, until my life is exhausted" — "Kimi no Kioku" (Memories of You, translated), Persona 3 #poetry #writing #authors

I Will Remain Here
I will remain here in the willows
Mourning what we never could have lost
Unfinished symphonies lying on the floor

I will protect you from the sorrows
Sparing you from each heart-rending cost
Shredded notes disappear as we shut the door

I will hold you when I feel hollow
Saving me from gloom and dread's grim frost
Broken melodies still draw me back to shore

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 22/01/2026

"Brought to my knees, I genuflect, / shaking with rage and shame / at the TV set." – "Far Be It", Carol Ann Duffy #poetry #writing #authors

Puncture

Twilight. Half-past two. Staring at a screen.
A child lies broken, bleeding tapestries.
Unwoven with a puncture by lead sheen.

Boys once ran wild. Shrapnel made men. Had beens.
Sitting awake — safe — there I was, at ease:
Twilight. Half-past two. Staring at a screen.

Never “all that you could do”, but the green.
Presidents’ faces brought girls to their knees,
Unbraided with a puncture too obscene.

Forget it all. Some things are best unseen.
But the mind torments. And my eyes still freeze—
Twilight. Half-past three. Staring at a screen.

Where is that playful, young, unbothered teen?
Battered by the broken. Lost in debris.
Unable. Full of punctures. Age sixteen.

“Why?” Asked in the dark. “Was this not foreseen?”
As we fell. Broken. Failing to appease.
Twilight. Half-past four. Staring at a screen,
Unstable. Hopes punctured. Here lies the dream.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 11/12/2025

"Pity. No stars. I hoped there'd be stars." – Peter Capaldi, the Twelfth Doctor, Doctor Who #poetry #writing #authors

Home is the People You Love
Six months: all it takes
For the stars to drift away
Nights turn cold and dim.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 28/11/2025

In memoriam to the victims in Tai Po. (paper image from CrazzHky on DeviantArt by CC-BY 3.0 license) #poetry #writing #authors

"(To Be Determined)"
(a scrap of burnt paper)

why write a poem?
it's much cheaper
to have AI fin

(the rest of the text appears burnt away)

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

"Hört, Rachegötter, hört der Mutter Schwur!" ("Hear, gods of revenge, hear the mother's oath!" as translated on Wikipedia) — Mozart, Queen of the Night Aria, "Die Zauberflöte" #poetry #writing #authors

Madame Sarastro

He speaks his witching words of peace and joy.
He lies as swift as he denounces lies;
Yet he gains praise from every foolish boy,
For as a king: his word is law most wise.

My daughter, captive, brainwashed; oh, poor slave.
Poor slave, Pamina, toyed with by the king!
Such loathsome, dangerous trials he'll make you brave!
"All this, to keep Tamino's love," you sing.

He loves you true, he loves you true already,
My daughter, my daughter, can't you feel it?
My husband, vile husband tries to steal it,
And seal your heart to keep you meek and steady.

So run, I bid you, run! Come home to me.
Away from his controlling, deadly trials!
For through his words he tricks and he beguiles,
Within his world you'll ne'er be roaming free.

He'll call me temptress, say that women lie.
As father he would rather see us die!
For all men in his manly world are called equal,
Yet women, scorned by him, are made to be feral.

I bid you: kill the tyrant here this night!
I pray you free the world from his dark light.
For women can do more than he would think,
For truth is life and by his lies he'll sink.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 11/11/2025

On the Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day of the Eleventh Month. How many died after the papers were signed but before the clock struck eleven? How many still die, after, now? #writing #poetry #authors

The Cenotaph
We stand, solemn, over the unmarked grave
That marks the fallen, too many to name.
A hollow cenotaph can hardly save
The souls once shattered for a tyrant's game.

And as we kneel, a drone flies overhead
To silence more, to make vile sacrifice,
As bright young men will turn the flowers red.
All dead. Their blood spilt sprouting edelweiss.

And as we kneel another starves to death.
And as we weep a soldier lifts his gun.
And as we pray a child takes her last breath.
And as we stand… she’ll ne’ermore see the sun.

We stand, solemn, over the unmarked grave
Too drenched in blood too fresh to carve a name.
So many lost who did not need to brave
Their final day, but for a monster’s shame.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 17/10/2025

need to get back to NY just to try this ngl, jalapeños sounds like a banger addition to an egg and cheese i'd keep the bacon tho, but obviously i know why he ain't got bacon on his

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 17/10/2025

so i got my acc locked by twitter for rhetorically telling someone to die first because they said anyone charged with a crime should be thrown off the roof of the court building which like i feel like that is a valid use of rhetoric in that scenario to point out the absurdity of that idea???

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 15/10/2025

Photo taken and edited by me, for once. Not an indictment on VSA in particular, just a sentiment I caught whilst on my way there for unrelated reasons about a month ago. Finally finished up this poem yesterday. #poetry #writing #authors

Ozymandias Reborn

A tower stands as concrete, mirrors, steel
Amidst a drowning district clad in rust.
Its shine, too bright — the streets below combust
As radiant wealth knocks all the rest to heel.
And all that matters is where gold appeals;
And all beside is left as ashen dust.
For those above glare down in veiled disgust;
For those below know false gods cannot feel.
A vivid evening skyline only keeps
The beauty of the people out of reach;
each eye is drawn to vibrancy above.
Victoria with her skyward paintbrush sweeps
the ugly poors to hide from overreach.
And thus is this old city money loves.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 11/10/2025

"Sometimes it is better to lose and do the right thing than to win and do the wrong thing." — Tony Blair (The irony is intentional.) #poetry #writing #authors

Ceasefire
Is it over
Finally
Or will the bombs
The taking
Devastation continue
As the world turns away
Replaced by shining new lies?

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 03/10/2025

"Hubris means deadly pride, Percy. Thinking you can do things better than anyone else... Even the gods.” — Annabeth Chase, "Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Sea of Monsters" by Rick Riordan #poetry #writing #authors

Glory in Excelsis
Staring at the cliff face of oblivion
Always taunting, always still so tall
Dare not look down, behind, and see
the million miles you’ve already climbed.
The sun shines brightest further up. Further up.
Never looking back for fear of hell.
Reaching toward the unforgiving light
that strips the bones and melts the skin.
Higher still, higher still, all this and more,
As the heat batters your sunburnt back,
The melting muscles still carry on
All in search of glory always false.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 08/08/2025

Wrote this in the onslaught of rainstorms earlier in the week. #poetry #writing #authors

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 06/08/2025

此詩小弟數日前寫落，能力疏淺，照樣給大家觀摩一下。 #poetry #writing #authors

《續求停恨己而題》
瞑時擾腦一身煩
清心仍恨多多惱
斥己一生只更壞
怨憎為事欲成好

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 15/07/2025

I wrote this two weeks ago, but it felt a bit too depressing to share. Feeling a bit better now, and I do think it's good, so here we are. Still having writer's block, though. #poetry #writing #authors

Prideless

Who is this cub, so meek, so small
that wanders, lost, trapped in a ravine
away from pride in a pit of despair
with walls of hate for a cub years younger
who bore the same face, same mane, same brain?
Where is his pride, so swallowed, so meagre,
that left him alone for his weakness,
his horrid breath and wicked words betraying all his sinfulness?
Why does he hunt in a land
whose soil turned barren seasons ago
where animals flee and rains never fall
to the river banks dried but for tears he creates?

Who is this cub, the deadly destroyer
that murders love, driven by lust
for his boyish bled blood of his innocence shed,
seeking vengeance at the forgotten hole
where he found his soul fled?
Where is his pride in the hatred he brings,
burning the world with his terrible rage
for a mind he once did not lack?
Why does he prey on his life,
spilling scarlet soiled anger on a field turning crimson
from the dried-out dying sins of his still-too-long short life?

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 12/07/2025

calling on fellow gooners: fediverse canvas is active again and lemmy.world/c/gunners is doing our badge again, would appreciate the help canvas.fediverse.events#tu=https%3A%...

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Canvas

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 10/07/2025

WE'RE SIGNING OLIVIA SMITH BIGGEST CLUB IN THE FUCKING WORLD

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 15/06/2025

I know there's been less poems, recently, I've just not many ideas rn. Some will come. Same reason I can't think of an epigraph, lol. #poetry #writing #authors

Nostalgia
Looking in the mirror. I used to be younger—
and not just from the beard half-grown
of a man pretending to be wiser than before.
Shave off the beard and the grey hair stays.
Wash off the face and the skin still folds.
Piss off the brain looking for those old days.
Those smiling days are gone.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 03/06/2025

"Can't I ever have peace? Can't I rest?" - Twelfth Doctor, "Twice Upon A Time", Doctor Who #poetry #writing #authors

Testimony
Let me write my testimony where the flowers fell
Let me speak my final truth before I go to hell
Let me flounder in my youth
Let me fail to be aloof
Let me lie, my heart will die from spirits I can't quell.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 25/05/2025

kieran 💙🤍 deserved, such a wonderful player he's been for us.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 24/05/2025

CHAMPIONS OF EUROPE YOU'LL NEVER SING THAT

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 21/05/2025

United, do not fuck this up for the love of god and all that is holy.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 21/05/2025

dugga doo is stuck in my head so much

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 21/05/2025

ngl this has been bothering me for a bit: the general problem of like. how do I actually live in society without unwillingly contributing to all the horrible shit in the world rn one way or another it is impossible to live a fully virtuous life but what's the line?

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 27/04/2025

LISBONNNNNN HERE WE COMEEEEE

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 22/04/2025

"No one has ever seen God; if we love one another, God lives in us, and his love is perfected in us." 1 John 4:12 #poetry #writing #authors

God is Love
(In Memoriam of Pope Francis)

Faith is the sun —
Rising each day, bringing warmth.
Shining light through the depths of our soul.
Faith is the ocean —
Tempest-tossed tumults will try,
and yet boundless blue hues bring us calm.

Hope is the stars —
Impossibly bright, up high.
Guiding ships back to our renewed home.
Hope is the trees —
Branches broken by the wind,
yet firm and strong stands the old cypress.

Love is the moon —
There to comfort in the night.
Watching and keeping the dark away.
Love is my world —
Pure joy of friends' constancy,
And peace for the troubles in my heart.

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 18/04/2025

"Runnin' away from pain when you've been victimized / Tales from another broken home" — "Jesus of Suburbia", Green Day #poetry #writing #authors

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 12/04/2025

Just thinking about The Robot Revolution, which was great by the way. The Time Fracture probably relates to the crack in time, given the Doctor mentions having closed it; and the only other time I can think of bouncing off of a time is The Angels Take Manhattan. Plus Flood-> River/Pond style name?

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Astrealix @astrealix.bsky.social · 03/04/2025