Star Dust

Rookie (Uh... For all I know I could have been born in 2111 / Loonytown (It's an awesome place, right between Candyland and the Strawberry Forest))

Star Dust Poems

1. October Night 10/18/2008
2. Whispering Secrets 10/18/2008
3. Sinister 10/18/2008
4. Speakers 10/18/2008
5. Without An End 10/18/2008
6. Magic 10/18/2008
7. The Light Inside 10/18/2008
8. Road Trip 10/18/2008
9. Deeper 10/18/2008
10. Perspective 10/18/2008
11. Who Are We 10/18/2008
12. Love 10/18/2008
13. The Meaning 10/18/2008
14. In The Meadow 10/19/2008
15. My Feelings 10/20/2008
16. Lost 10/26/2008
17. Lost 2 10/28/2008
18. Casey, A Boy Who Loves Poetry 10/28/2008
19. On This Creaky Old Porch 11/1/2008
20. Five-Year-Old Poets 11/3/2008
21. Waiting For You 11/3/2008
22. Who Shall I Be 11/3/2008
23. An Apricot Ribbon 11/4/2008
24. Dreamland 11/6/2008
25. Gone Forever 11/7/2008
26. Incomplete 11/12/2008
27. Change Of Heart 11/18/2008
28. Forgotten Stories 11/18/2008
29. Searching For Fate 11/18/2008
30. Return To Innocence 11/22/2008
31. Distraught Mind 11/22/2008
32. Candles 11/23/2008
33. City Of Night 11/23/2008
34. Happy Insomniac 11/23/2008
35. Black Pigeons 11/24/2008
36. The List 11/26/2008
37. War 11/26/2008
38. Snake Eyes 12/21/2008
39. Island 12/21/2008
40. My Dream's Wings 12/26/2008
Best Poem of Star Dust

Music's Symphony

A finger below the ear,
As the music begins to play,
And you try to organize your feelings inside,
The sweet flying melody,
But how could anyone make standing of white keys pressed,
With long fingers of excellence,
Poised to play and not to wonder,
How the others take the art inside,
How the sound softens your soul,
And creates dancing images in mind,
Of the tone racing across to reach another passion,
You feel you see the hand wave down,
And silence waits for a hum,
And then a drum,
To break the barriers of innocent resonance,
Break ...

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Beautiful Child

Forgiveness is bright in her eyes,
A friendly smile on her face,
An optimistic mind in play,
Seeking out for the ones in sorrow,
But what does she feel, deep inside,
What a radiant soul she has,
And a place for everyone in her heart,
Listening to the kindness,
Why do we push her away?

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