Ink-Stained Skies

Beneath the canvas of ink-stained skies,
A tale unfolds, where the soul’s voice lies.
Midnight hues blend with galaxies bright,
In this celestial dome, dreams take flight.

Each star a mark, a story untold,
Secrets written in the cosmos’ hold.
Nebulas swirl, a cosmic dance,
Painting wonders in a vast expanse.

Moonlit verses softly whisper,
In the hushed embrace of the cosmic river.
Constellations map out the night,
Guiding lost souls towards the light.

In ink, I find solace and release,
As I pen my heart’s pain and peace.
Words burst like comets on cosmic flight,
Illuminating the tapestry of night.

Through the darkness, hope takes flight,
Boundless wonder in every write.
The universe listens to every plea,
In the ink-stained skies, we’re all set free.

Within this realm, I am not alone,
My thoughts, a part of the cosmic zone.
As dawn approaches, stars may fade,
But the ink-stained skies forever cascade.

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Katarzyna Dovganyuk-Krym

An aspiring poet with a passion for self-expression, I am somewhat Belarusian and wholly Polish. I enjoy spending my time writing and drawing, and other creative endeavors. Despite daily struggles with non-24, ME/CFS, and SPCD, I persevere in pursuing my interests and goals.

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