So been cleaning up my room, packing up this and that, Came accross two poems written years apart with the same title.
Stars (newer one)
Stars
falling
out of the
sky.
Making
my planets
die.
I used to have
so many
stationary,
quite safe,
and sturdy planets.
But the stars
that seemed so far away
and yet shared
with me thier
light
Suddenly
became too bright,
too hot,
passionate and
filled with
fire.
My
planets
were
burned
Thier
ashes
caused
endless
rain.
I used to have
so many....
Stars (old one)
Tiny lights
diamonds
tears sparkling
never falling
always waiting
You never hear
even yelling you can't hear me
soft seductive whispers won't make you respond
sound waves
my mind waves, jumbled up and making just noise
Am i the one who doesn't understand
is it your voice yelling for me to hear
maybe it's your whispers that i hear in the night
To the tears that won't fall
To the heavenly diamonds that sparkle so bright
Please speak again.
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