When they shine and
when they rise just to bloom like they do there's nothing I can see more beautiful than thee,
When the moon overshadows thy
and when the clouds roberse their flicker what I see is not their failure
but their brighter smiles
as their opponent sky works to hide them by,
When it rains as it does
it's hard to find their lovely glair
but as they do amidst the faint fog
which follows the mighty dust
and the furious shower
it's a rebound fair as if back from dead,
So when I stare the the silent sky
just to get thy glimpse
and capture thou in one blink
I keep a secret that you give
not just to me but to all those who bare
the eyes which not just look
but are build to see,
Holy world as it builds,
builds over the stars
indeed but just to fall
Instead grow if you can
with and like the stars ,
then should you shine
as the world tries to be the moon, sky and the rain
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Stars
PoetryJust a spontaneous flow of emotions I hope you can relate to at least one of my works They include a group of poems that are bound to raise questions about oneself and recall episodes from ones life I've entered into watty's 2017 please don't fo...
