Ink Empress Poet Free verse

galactic garden

search for me when
  black are the 
         stars of midnight
for in every sunset
          I see your name
in every moonlight
you feel 
         this restless flame
poetically fading into
  rose-gold ruffles
of riddled reflections~
  a spectral mirage
calming the
  singing thunder
veiled beneath aching lungs
  struggling to breathe
when the air feels
  like scorching sorrow
infused with
  rusts of regrets
 gusts of gloomy garnets...

yet this heart
  is a field of butterflies
  a fragranced ambience
enhanced with empathy~
  I forgive you for
  turning my muse
into
  a galactic garden
of
    grieving geraniums
 whilst you scroll
through the soul of these
    s c a t t e r e d
        lines of unrequited love 
           from a distance...
perhaps these woeful words
     failed to reach
beyond your bleeding sighs
     stuck in virtual pages
reminiscing moments
  of magic
as I stand on the frayed edge
  of
     porcelain frames,
listening to turquoise tenors
  while whirling waves
of memories
  caress wind-swept
footprints
  of
     sundered soulmates~
and I long to be your dusk
    where 
         wilted willows
s p r o u t 
   and 
      s w i r l 
              like emerald embers ...

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Paige Hind April 10, 2025 at 2:47 PM Simply beautiful, Ink. "footprints of sundered soulmates~ and I long to be your dusk where wilted willows s p r o u t and s w i r l " - <3 love that

Duke Beaufort April 9, 2025 at 1:28 PM IE, your poem indicates with accuracy and images just how difficult it is to move on from an attachment. Isn't it humbling that we can't have what we desire even though we do fervently feel we deserve it? I've been through this personally so I know what it's like and how it lasts and intrudes--like forever. It's a curse for those of us with passion. Hopefully, affected individuals can develop effective countermeasures! The person in this poem still has some work to do, and I wish all who are affected by this will get some celestial help! I pray for all of us in this condition because it is really painful and sorrowful...just like you've described!

Linda Alice Fowler April 9, 2025 at 7:43 AM "I long to be your dusk where wilted willows sprout..." Just lovely Inky. I never have the words to describe your exquisite lines. Congratulations! :)

Daniel Henry Rodgers April 8, 2025 at 9:05 AM Dear Empress! Always a masterpiece of emotions blended with stunning imagery. The "galactic garden" you’ve created is rich with longing, beauty, and heartbreak, evoking a universe of feelings in every line. I think your artistic words are truly mesmerizing, and the way you blend cosmic wonder with raw human emotion is breathtaking. Endless and awe-inspiring. - Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Anne-Lise Andresen April 8, 2025 at 4:24 AM - In "restless flame" ... and "the air feels like a burning sorrow" :((( - With empathy and forgiveness we can move on, Ink - A deeply emotional poem - hugs

Yann Rolland April 8, 2025 at 3:51 AM étonnant poème, the magical touch of images, and grace of music is really outstanding, so much enjoyable reading you dear poet, bravo

Tom Cunningham April 7, 2025 at 2:10 PM Stunning imagery IE, I sense the sadness in your words, I hope it's a fictional write. Tom

Joseph P. DiMino April 7, 2025 at 2:06 PM "as I stand on the frayed edge of porcelain frames, listening to turquoise tenors while whirling waves of memories" -- Wow! Great writing. Excellent imagery throughout. Ink Empress April 9, 2025 at 1:02 AM Thank you for your support alwaus dear joe: appreciate your kindness

Lioness Onpaper April 7, 2025 at 11:24 AM for in every sunset I see your name in every moonlight you feel this restless flame… oooo the intensity of the urging is amazing!!!spectral miracle calming the singing thunder veiled beneath aching lungs… mmmmm the the sense of pain is heavy!! scorching sorrow infused with rusts of regrets gusts of gloomy garnets... mmmmm love a on goin flow of alliterations!!! Omg that ending just melts my heart papi!!! I long to be your dusk where wilted willows sprout and swirl like emerald embers ... mmmmm an absolute masterpiece! Ink Empress April 9, 2025 at 12:57 AM Ah papi thank you so much for always being so supportive

Mystic Rose Rose April 7, 2025 at 8:58 AM Your world dear Ink, must be made up of so much color, you enrich poetry to the max here, still praying on your behalf dear ! Ink Empress April 9, 2025 at 12:50 AM I appreciate you always dear rose! Thank you for your kindness and empathy! Truly

The Aura Rhymes April 7, 2025 at 5:40 AM Emerald embers. Nice one Ink Empress April 7, 2025 at 6:25 AM Ah so glad u read the ending thank u dahlin