Stella My Shining Star Poem by R. Ariffin

The sun is not the place to seek the truth,
Stella my shining star,
Love does not dwell in empty spaces,
No matter how cold, no matter how far

Venus and Mars have no empathy,
Stella my twilight moon,
Hate is a substance with no color and taste,
and hate carries no tune

Blackholes and wormholes are just holes,
Stella my glittering dove,
Set your eyes to the starry nights,
and set your heart to your love