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Yesterday, today tomorrow.
Sunday, monday, suturday.
Autumn, winter, summer.
Shiny day or Rainy day.
Morning, night or midnigh.
Venus, Moon, Saturn, Mercury.
The universe already know that.
They prepared everything for us.
In right day and in right hour.
You'll coming in my life.
You will fall like a snow will falling on my hat.
Jewellery and trinkets
Are nothing compared to your hug
Even though
I love a shiny thing
It doesn't matter
When I have your love
Gift or not
I love you deeply
Even if we have neither a penny to our name
zee Apr 12
i think of people as if they're stars
billions are existing, brightly shining
each star necessary to complete variations of constellations
but when one star dies out, you can never complete it.

much like people,
billions are existing, brightly shining
unaware of the purpose they have
blinded by other's lights they forget their own
forgotten brightness, they forget the purpose they have
in other's lives.
i looked up one night to stop myself from crying but instead i was captured by the most beautiful mess of twinkling stars, almost blinded of how brightly lit they were.
Donna Mar 19
Hello little stars
I love that you twinkle bright
And make this world smile

Loving the night sky full of wonderful happy shiny stars x
Myrrdin Oct 2018
The moon and the star
Laid back in the sky
Discussing their grievances
"I am just a lifeless rock"
Said the moon
"At least you never have to die"
Said the star
"Yes, but you are at least shiny and dead."
I don't even know.
I have seen a man
watching me stare
at him
with a sense of loss
through a
shiny shiny
mirrored window.
Once I slept
besides a red telephone and
hung up on the
human race.
Again, I have seen that man
watch me stare
at him
with a sense of loss
but this time
through a
less shiny
mirrored window...

- Samar Charulingah Godfrey
You're personality is just so shiny,
it comes out and shows the best in me.
When you're near everything seems to just gleam,
if someone's near they'll see what I mean.
The shadows disappear into a glittery mist.
They lights come out to say hello in your midst.
Your waves cause sparkles,
causing my heart to grow,
and allowing it all to flow,
into what it's meant to be,
because you're shiny.
Heading to get what I need,
and there I see,
your halo,
it's so bright that I can't keep you out of sight,
although try as I might,
there you go making my world full of rainbows from your afterglow.
When I look at you I confuse you for the sun.
You're so bright and so much fun,
I just feel lucky to have come across that glint.
In case you need another hint,
you're just so shiny,
it's amazing just to get a glimpse of you.
You're so shiny,
I cannot dream that there'd be a being so bright,
but then you came and I knew,
that things are different,
it's all better,
I see what's made you tick,
you've seem to do the trick,
of taking any pain,
and filling those holes with sunlight.
Gemma Davies Sep 2018
It's funny how a sunny day,
Can put a smile on your face.
Sitting in the sunshine,
Just staring into space.

Blue skies with fluffy clouds,
Sounds of birds and bees.
The sweet smell of roses,
And the apples on the trees.

When life gets you down,
And everything seems glum.
Wait for a bright shiny day,
And spend some time in the sun.
My poem was lovingly made into a 'Me to You Bear' video:
CDs Jul 2018
    ­                                                                 ­       the day ends
                                                            ­             singing to us
                                                              ­         ourselves to
                                                              ­       each-other
                                                      ­             of the hour
                                                            ­     to a minute
                                                          ­    on the clock
                                                           ­we drink roses
                                                        for fading embers
                                                        th­e burning match
                                                           ­ that dying breath
                                                          ­      the familiar pull
                                                            ­      towards dreams
                                                          ­          towards sorrow
                                                          ­                       the pain
                                                            ­                        the joy
                                                             ­                          from
                                                            ­                         dust
                                                         ­                            to
                                                                ­               dust
                                                            ­              emptiness
                                         ­                             orderliness
                        ­                                         indifference
                                                    ­    mounds of gold
                                                    ignorant­ shiny
                                                 pile of ashes
­                                            afterthought
        ­                                 in the morning
                                        in the evening
                                        all the beauty
                                         is all suffering
                                          living forever
                                          dying together
                                                        ­  hands
                                                         ­     over
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