They can't come near to us.
The Stars are very precious.
They twinkle at clear night,
can't see them in daylight.
we weave a story of heaven,
with the tale of stars seven.
The Warrior Star keeps vigil,
the day's light breaks until.
The milky ways, make our dream.
While sleeping, our grief they trim.
They can't come down to us.
The stars are very precious.
The far distance, make star be so useful in heart calming, so we can share with someone that far, the other side of earth globe...twinkle the star, beat in heart....it shine the spark, we feel the warm...nice poem Nila! _Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True, the stars are precious- they can't come to us. An elegant poem on the stars which is enjoyable.Thanks and best wishes, ChandraThiagarajan