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Glazel Salundro Jul 2020
I love you because you demand your dreams into existence. I love you because you love the skies in peach, light orange and a shade of purple. I love you because you always made me think of the starry night when I'm with you.
Feyre Jun 2020
I realized too many of us forget to look up.
To look up from our busy lives,
Heartfelt cries,
and see the starry sky.

To look up from our troubles,
Our adventures,
Our times had on this earth,
And see the twinkling lights above.

Do we take them for granted,
These stars?
The ones always there?
Do we forget to realize that we can’t always see them?
So we should drink them in when we can?

Drown in the eternal abyss that is the night sky.
Breathe in deep,
Until we feel like we’re on an oxygen high.

Fill our lungs with fresh air,
Our eyes with the sky,
And get lost in all that God has created.

Watch the stars shimmer and shine.
Watch them glimmer and glow.
Watch closely for the ones that shoot across that starry sight,
Filling our hearts with childlike delight.

Make wishes,
Say prayers.
Give thanks-
That God made possible each clear dark sky and star filled night,
Each starry sight we see.
What a wonderful site to see!
A chilly summer night, took a gaze up into the dark starry sky and there it was, something flashed upon my eyes...could it be?
It was a shooting star!
With so much emotion i closed my eyes tight, words trembling in my mouth as i try to gasp a breath, trying to remember the wishing words before making the wish.
I hope the wish comes true,
and if it does then we know magic is not just a dream but something rich to enter our rare eye siting seems.
I seen a shooting star for the first time tonight!
Run away with me to the
mountains; we'll find peace of mind.
Let's snuggle close together;
leave our cares behind.
Look up and see the stars shining
high above the trees.
They glisten like a billion snowflakes
alight upon the breeze.
lua May 2020
i can see the night on her skin
each freckle clustered
like constellations
scattered throughout her body
on the very dips of her hips
to the dimples on her back
a starry
starry night.
Amna Khan Apr 2020
Under the serene starry sky
lay a  hushed beating heart
In a field as far as the horizon offered
always allured by God's majestic art

Two glistening eyes on Draco fixated
Orion seemed the epitome of delight
Deciphering the secrets the cosmos held
in awe of the gloom broken by celestial light

Almost as if the stars were reaching out too
cradling the little one in their truths
unraveling their mysteries to the heart of the wild
in their lullaby, ease and soothe

The galaxies above used their magic to fill
the obscure heart with emotions aplenty
and all that chained it to the insipid earth
were mundane realities and gravity
Constructive criticism is welcome.
Coleen Mzarriz Apr 2020
The ocean is calling
all we did was paint
another love story untold,
another beginning
that ends with you and me.

Another goodbye.

It was a night of April
where the sea knew every lie
you told and I was sitting by the seashore
alone.
The ocean keeps calling,
should I go with them?

It was the last week of April
where revelations were good
like a broken record
ringing in my ears —
I couldn't sing anymore.

I waited till May
but even shadows of you
couldn't be seen, the moon is brighter
that I reminisce your crooked smile
that I miss having by my side.

I could not calm the waves
I hummed our song
you were the missing piece
the sea is finding, where are you?

It was a fool of me
to stick around and linger
I hope for your presence
I even wish
to the falling star
I couldn't miss wishing you'd be here.

You can tell me everything
all the secrets
all the misery
all the past and the present
I'd still listen
to your melodies
coming from your guitar —
it keeps getting darker.


That I couldn't see the ocean
I couldn't hear its call — where are you?
The summer is almost over.

The ocean is calling me
into the wide and dark
mystery.
I am falling in its trap,
will you not come and save me?

The ocean, the moon, the starry night,
it was all I remember.

May.
I painted this last piece,
I peered around the room and saw you
observing such magnificent art.

I smiled,
it was the last memory of us, I even laugh
for I compared you to every piece
hanging around the room.
You told me,
"I'm different than the rest, even I don't stand out,"
you smiled and there,
the ocean called me to wake up.

To wake up
wake up.
Wake
Up.
Here ya go, pt. 2.
Read first the pt. 1 to understand.
Coleen Mzarriz Apr 2020
We were lying on the seaside
where shells clank and make music to our ears
and the ocean who calls unto me.

I leaned towards your way,
all I can look at was
stardust in your eyes —
even words couldn't justify.

Love was here beside me
hanging for another rising
the night is luminous
the ocean is whistling.

Waves, the soothing sound
that creates melodies, I hummed
and you strummed your guitar.

“The moon is fascinating,”
You said and I laughed,
your eyes twinkled
like sparks upon sparks
and I called you,
love.

We were both giggling
the echo of it was lulling.
The pieces I am finding
at last, it was now beside me.

“You know, I will always bring you here,”
You whispered
like you were so certain — it secured my wall
like it will never fall.

So, I was stuck with a smile — it was a fresh March
and our affection was like summer
it never ends until spring.
It was a long poem that I had to make a part 2.
A poem that can make us realize a lot of things.
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