A shattered glass like silence now pervades
The secret space; she keeps her dreams concealed.
Uneasy once, the stars now quell and aid
Her doubt. A gaze upon the sky revealed
A hope. The glinting in the sky composed
Of burning light sometimes becomes less strong.
Deserted stars die hardly now, disposed
Of hope at home, never moving along.
Most jewels of night aflame within their bed
Reside up high almost eternally,
And stay so strong when faced with dark ahead,
Serene and bright for all the world to see.
She can't let dreams of hers be painful scars;
She won't let dreams of hers be falling stars.
Hey, I apologize for the late response... Well my dear.. you write with great depth.. difficult for someone of your age... You are an amazing poetess! ! keep up the good work! ! I am sure you'll touch the Stars! ! ! Simply beautiful
I really enjoyed reading this poem. The your descriptions create beautiful and inspiring imagery. Your poem flows very easily and well Nice poem: D
Simply Beautiful! ! ! Loved this one Tiffany! Very well penned! Loved your imagery! ! ! Great Ink! ! ! ; -) -Kelly.
Beautifully it is written and happily it is read. A great poem.
I loved this poem with it's beautiful imagery, just perfect! !
Wow! What an amazing poem! Truly amazing! You have talent my friend! ^_^
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Now this is what I am talking about, it is not the best poem in the world (sorry) , but I like it because this is like something out of a childrens book :) nice job