See those stars twinkling so high in the skies?
Some are sad stars trying to avert their eyes,
They've observed lovers who have parted ways -
To keep from crying they must turn their gaze
And those stars displaying faint hues of red.....
Don't know if it's true, but I've heard it said
Love songs and poems tend to make them cry,
And cause these soulful stars to blush and sigh
Now each star's assigned a task to perform,
To create galaxies, many must swarm;
Stars must grant favors when they're wished upon,
Should they fail their tasks, their light soon grows wan
And such stars will be expelled from their berth,
The Lord God sends them careening toward Earth;
It's not clear what offense they've committed -
Perhaps they were lax, or just dimwitted
But how lucky is the star that hovers
And twinkles in the bright eyes of lovers!
Their satisfying task never grows old.
(With stars in our eyes, love never grows cold)
If love has found you, then you have been blessed.
If you're still searching, don't give up the quest;
And when love tears down despair's prison bars,
Don't forget to thank your lucky stars!
And the couplets make me fall in love with poems. I am seeing stars
" Stars must grant favors when they're wished upon, " Why is it that EVERY time i wish to wish upon a star, none are to be seen? ! " were lax, or just dimwitted" Either way, they failed, so they fell. This is another beaut, to which i now GIVE tribute: to MyPoemList bri :)
p.s. wow! This time you've gotten comments galore; the others, plus mine, add up to four. :) good show!
I'll just leave another comment here to help lead other members et al to discover (or rediscover) your treasure trove of poems. Best Wishes to you and yours. : ) bri
Each star is assigned a specific task... well said. A wonderful poem.
Laura has a GREAT collection of poems IF readers will agree with my opinion. : )
I vote 5 stars for your stars. I'm missing you, Lora, and hoping you are well, ....OR have died peacefully and gone 'ad astra' aka 'to the stars', where all great poets and lovers can gaze down. bri ;)
But how lucky is the star that hovers And twinkles in the bright eyes of lovers! Their satisfying task never grows old. (With stars in our eyes, love never grows cold) ' Wonderful lines. This poem deserves more than 5 stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. This one can be used even in school. Its got colours of racism, regionalism, religion or explicity. Its just a star poem worth 5 stars or more. You are a star. Well done.