[fireworks in the sky]
the plain white stars
hide and disappear
looking at these dazzling colors
man made today
just for a day
huh and at what a cost
the stars see them come and go
wonder why they do so
a spark a glow then they dwindle low
stars did wonder why so
a spark in a lot the star managed to hold [to ask]
a dying spark amidst a gasp said so
I AM JUST MAN MADE...
I ONLY LAST MY COST
wonderful philosophical poem, deep ideas well embedded to convey the message, lovcely to read..10+++++++++++
as the dazzling star spark up in the heaven above....the sky light have made our thought so bright......it’s the heart that say the beautiful you in the sky….. thank you for sharing....you have a poem that hold every breathe high like a shinning star in the Sky....God bless...a 10 +++++ stars
as the dazzling star spark up in the heaven above....the sky light have made our thought so bright......it’s the heart that say the beautiful you in the sky….. thank you for sharing....you have a poem that hold every breathe high like a shinning star in the Sky....God bless...a 10 +++++ stars
An indelible spark of philosophy dazzling the mind with its glow...manmade creations are transitory in nature and come with a price tag where as celestial wonders are permanent and priceless...well done
Ronald Peat has a point, but I disagree. Most poets see things that other folks don't see or can even imagine. In my poem The Old Red Barn I make a statement that the old red barn seemed to be weeping that day, however we know in reality that a barn cannot weep no more that the stars can see your fireworks but we as poets can see these things. I have many other poems that use these metaphors such as my poem A Tree where the bluebirds are building a nest in her hair (leaves) . We all know that a tree dose not have hair. So keep on dreaming and writing, that's what we as poets do. God bless, your friend Lynn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Kaasai kari aakkaade'....what our elders say at home, , , , you have nicely transformed it to a poem...I AM JUST MAN MADE... I ONLY LAST MY COST.....that is simply wonderful.....thank you