She looked up one night
A clear and star-strewn night
And saw the gleaming specks of light
And when she looked away
The stars were caught in her eyes.
She walked on through the day
The blaring, sun-filled day
But it did not light her way
Instead she was led
By the stars in her eyes.
She saw stars everywhere
In the corners of everywhere
Laying to her the whole world bare
And she loved everything
Because of the stars in her eyes.
Poor girl, who will one day learn
Who will, with ugly shock, learn
By a dark and evil, unexpected turn
That the world is not really
Full of stars like her eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all design our own world, and then reality sets in like a slap on the face. Your world sounded wonderful, though. A 10 for the poem, but I wish I could give you 10 stars.