Author: Unknown
What is a Star
Is it really a ball of Hydrogen gas
Dose it forever last
Is a star just a Ray of forgotten light
Why do we only think of a star at night
Could this be beacuse we think of only what we can see
And The night is when stars come to be
Why do stars Mean more to me
They shimmer and shine
Stars are so Divine
They cast their bright gaze out when comes the end of the day
A star is forever lest it blows its self away
When a star goes out does it make a noize
Dose the lack of a star make the nights gray
Dose gloom come in when a star meets its end
Or is it time for a New Star to begin
What ever the case a Star has more grace
Stars are the oldest and most wondours of things
The star instills Beauty and right
And The star is what makes us all look up at the night
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
This is what I feel when I look up at the Magestic wonder of a star filled night.. Who in all the world can say a night full of stars is not beautiful.. I think its a hard person to not see stars and think of beauty.
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Author: Unknown
In finding me In finding you
In find false in finding true
In finding love and finding heart
finding it funny when you fart
Finding the day easy to start
Finding it hard when we part
In finding light within the dark
In finding every thing you are
In finding you bright as a shining star
Finding you beside me in the car
Finding us finding them
Finding still waters in which we can swim
In finding us grow old to the end
In finding you day or night
In finding out that you were right
Finding you sitting on our lawn
Finding you so I can go on
Finding out you are gone
In finding out your the one
In finding you bright like the sun
In finding out we belong
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
This is just the funny little stuff that makes a realtion ship what it should be to me not just a load of lies but humanity at its finest.
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Author: Unknown
To the wind you are free
Your gust comes and carries me
I swirl with you through the sky
To the wind Until you die
You slowly falter and peater out
Your gusty blow to a rustle just above the ground
But free your spirit is
and Free you remain to the wind who never stays
But come or go I know you will always blow
Travel where ever you might
The wind will return when the time is right
Though at times you are to strong
You Hurrican,tornado bringing Devistation
But always no matter what
Untamed you are never to be caught
Man has tried in his ships sails
But even then for a short time only do you stay traped
only to give out and leave the ships sails slack
Man is dreaming to try to catch
A thing that can never be seen
you are the strongest of all things
you break and wear Mountains down
you destroy trees and houses makeing us frown
To the wind that comes and wind that goes
Is there ever an Answer to you
I should think no, To The wind all dust goes
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
this is to remind us that we are all just dust in the wind that is forever even when it does not blow. Some where there is a gust or two. It is also to let us think about the fact that though we harness the wind it will never stay reind in for the wind is free and never tamed. We men just use this might thing. Remember who and what we are and how some thing we cannot see can do some much good or destroy every thing that stands before it. Think about it
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Author: Unknown
Like The Flower Bud opening up
We only View the world when the sun comes up
Then the day Fades away
Night takes our view and gives it a change
Makeing us all blind to its ways
then onward with the sands of time
Our world changes and we find
Now the the View isn't the same
the Night forgoten like it never came
For some of us its still in our hearts
We just don't know where the View starts
So we look for it really hard
Not knowing where The world has gone
Leaveing us here to see what we want
Thats viewing the world with our heads up
So View on and we shall see what we see
Let your mind set you free
So your View will be what it may....
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
This is how we all just start to look at the world in our own special way some of us day some of us night none of us knowing what is right. just Believeing on in many things. You know what I mean. if you do then cool.
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