When someone says I am a good Artist, I say no not me Not because of sadness But because of joy, Have you seen that Big Dipper Orion Or the seven sisters (Pleiades) Lately by any chance If so those are art I did not create For they’re perfect The artist Some unknown entity
Heaven's cup that overflows Trickling light into yonder black Traveling the universe Until the seasons brought you back To me, Mine eyes to see The warm and glowing sight; The stars are all a'shine this Eve Your visage, burning bright. My eyes could ne'er tear away, Though other bodies dance; Captivated, I am paused- Intrigued, I am entranced. For Ive counted all the stars above, All friends, I hold them dear; But the silver light that doth delight Only comes when you appear. O Tiny little dipper, Tipping streams that pour- The heavens look so full tonight, But I am counted yours.
Sit down here for a while Look up and observe the sky With a kaleidoscope of dreaming eyes Contemplate how the stars shine Complementing the beauty of night Brazing to be the brightest sight Bearing the heat by constant burning Just to illuminate one’s world.
Turn your face beside And savour my talking heart A canvas made of refined stardust Count the sparks of it That complete anxious dots from your stare Faith in myself when I say Your tender existence already be the best being Your enchanting gaze lights up dusky room I was lost in Your warm embrace convects my flower’s needs Makes it fully blooming.
You are solely my star And I’m eternally stargazing.
“Am I your star?” “Of course my dear, you are my star.”
you drag me along on an adventure not explaining where we’ll go when i ask you what we’re doing you grin and say you don’t know we drive forever on endless roads i stop questioning after a while you sing to the radio with such enthusiasm i can’t help but smile we stop at a garage to fill up the truck a faded sign says “ice cream this way” i shrug and help you find the freezer we argue, you relent, i pay i’m barely awake when the trip finally ends and you’re pulling me out of the door you’re filling the truck bed with blankets while i can’t figure out what for you helped me in and shifted the blankets then wrapped your arms around me too you wanted to look at the stars i just wanted to stare at you
I don’t post often, because stress and mental health issues mess with my creativity. Apologies.
Ember evening, summers night, Burnt sienna Painted within our sky.
A clement sigh beneath a tree, Upon a hill, in complete solitude. In the midst of gloom, i lay my head, On flocculent petals, stained with guerlain.
In awe i am towards thy surrealistic canvas, Counting nameless stars; Far but close our naked eyes and Remote planets, taunting us in plain sight Who dwell in cosmoses grand halls, Seated on nothing attended By celestial slaves.
Woe, I weep dismay, For our astronauts aided by science, Holds no invite, Their grant denied.
Every night, I search the sky For the stars that spell out your name. Because ever since you left Without saying goodbye, Nothing has been the same. So if I'm lonely, I lie underneath your willow tree, And as I look at the stars, I swear I can feel you next to me.