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 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
I had forgotten
What it was like to feel loved
Until I met you
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
Green trees stand left and right
The sun shines so bright
Cars pass me by on the side
As I carry myself with my stride.

Beautiful doesn't appropriate the sight
As I look upon a greater,brighter light
The sun exudes a comforting glow
As I watch nature blossom and grow.

I could let go of everything I have known
Following the light I have been shown
To a world that finally shown me peace
A peace that settles and never cease.

I have not exhausted my happiness,
And there's no creation of a mess,
I have reached a point of being perfectly happy
And it can happen to you, as it has happened to me.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
My best friend loved to write,
She wrote haikus to ****** novels,
She didn't beg nor grovel
For the words to touch the page,
But she instructed that 'life-
life is a big stage, each plot,
each character and each scene,
should all be well developed'.

So taking heed of her advice,
I wrote a simple boy meets girl
story.
It was about a boy,
Who had fallen in love with his
best friend.
I titled it 'My autobiography'.

She had also told me,
Every good novel,every good story,
Every good poem, every good anything,
Has a twist in outcomes,
A plot twist in other words.

So as I got deeper and deeper into-
The creation of 'My autobiography',
She told me ' If you can't write a plot twist,
I will write one for you'.

So she decided to flee from the shackles of Earth,
And now it's no longer a boy meets girl story,
A rather ' Boy cries at a gravestone story'.

I flooded her stone, not only with red roses
But with strained eyelids.

The real purpose of this piece is to ask you,
What story would you like to write?
~I'm writing a new story - Hopefully one that is filled with as much happiness as I am feeling right now. It's a blessing to meet such honest hearted and kind hearted people
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
I once heard
'A happy man is a full man',
But with an empty stomach
And a smile on my face
I believe
'A happy man is a happy man'.

It has finally happened,
My mind has done what I thought
Was impossible.
I believe all of you can too,
You all can be happy.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
She
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
She
She tip-toed around sensitive subjects-
She ate chocolate when she was upset-
I noticed her long hair had a glow-
And her eyes twinkled a star show.

She was the girl that made me forget
Forget everyone who made me upset
So as her words went through my ears
They rid me of shedding any tears.

I forgot everyone in the past, in the moment
Then I stood there quickly wishing and hoping
That she would ask me for my number
But instead she asked me for my Tumblr.

I told her ' I didn't know that's still a thing'
She replies 'Ok, your number? I'll give you a ring'.
A smile lit up like stars across my face-
Baring all my teeth sitting in place.

Let me describe her beautiful smile
I would indefinitely walk a hundred mile
Just to see her teeth shimmer and shine
With a dazzling glow making anyone blind.

She was something I have never seen
A beautiful model in a movie scene
But her looks weren't all that gave her value
She was smarter and kinder than anyone ever knew.

Her heart must have been made from solid gold
From all the things she said and the tale she told
She sounded like a curriculum vitae of perfection
And she believes 'happiness is within creation'.

Her poem to me she recited from the first second
I was surprised by finally receiving this blessing
She was extremely eloquent in what she had said
That I was sure in the moment, i lost my head.



There once was a green grimy toad
Who never knew of his worth
So he sat sedated by insecurities
Ever since birth.

There once was a pretty princess
Who kept her feelings hidden
Because she was always told
That emotions are forbidden.

The toad met the princess
Admired her from a distance
Told her of her beauty
And she gave in to resistance.

A smile formed across her face
Feeling loved and cherished
The toad cried of his ugliness
And she made his insecurities perished.

She kissed the toad
And no he didn't change
Because he didn't need to
He was perfect as he was.



She recited her poem and I knew,
That of all grass green and all sky blue
There was no doubt she was perfect.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
She stood in my dreams
One-fifth guided by shadows
Four-fifth beaming a ray of light
She stood in my dreams
As we lit the stage with our presence
We were merely performers.

She stood in my dreams
Guiding my way to happiness.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
The first line bleeds your pain
The second line bares your soul
The third line cuts at the heart
And the fourth line rips you apart.

Any subsequent line is rinse and repeat
Because life follows the same principles
It will crack you, crush you and destroy you,
And it will always continue to do so.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
She was a masterpiece
Not perfected by a facade of brushstrokes
Or a myriad of different colours,
She was a masterpiece
Because she could appreciate her imperfections
Every drip of paint onto the canvas,
Every smudge of ink on the page,
Every incorrect mixture of colours,
She could appreciate that she wasn't perfect
And that made her
A masterpiece.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
A fellow poet once told me
I have a self-pitying tone
With every poem I've written.

I will cleanse myself of this affliction-
Rehabilitate that addiction
And send it into annihilation.

I am strong and I will see over the fence
For I can climb any obstacle
And I create my own destiny.

There is no room for fate
In a life where we hold the pen
That write our own stories.

I am the writer,
I am the poet,
I am the one in charge of my life.

I am taking one step forward,
At a time,
To a world by my design.
 Apr 2016 Caroline E
Star Gazer
She is the sun,
And I the moon.
Her beauty was immeasurable,
And her sunny day warmth,
Was that of a volcano.

She is the sun,
And I the moon,
We came from different worlds,
Held different times
And lived different lives.

She is the sun
And I the moon,
And every morning,
I would have died
Just so her beauty shone.

She is the sun
And I the moon,
And with every breath I drew
I only ever knew,
There was no girl comparable.

She is the sun
And I the moon,
But as I lay weary eyes at sunrise,
Her spectral figure appears in my dreams,
And I lived for that moment.

She is the sun,
She was my sun.
My light
And my day.
Till she went away,
And I, the moon
Wandered around
Aimlessly at night,
Staring at stars.
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