Sonnet: Stars
God stationed countless stars in sky so high
That seem to flash messages, man can’t read,
You can’t tell which is far from one near-by;
Their luminescence captivates indeed!
And littered through the sky, they seem to peep,
Like eyes of God in perfect harmony;
A source of joy that thrills all hearts that weep,
A feast to eyes that gaze from balcony!
Astronomers keep tracking each one’s orb,
Though God had fixed them high, to avoid wars;
They wear a yellow/blue and reddish garb,
Yet, no one knows the secrets of the stars!
Some day, Man hopes to land himself in Mars,
Preparing for the forthcoming ‘star-wars’!
6-18-2001
poem by John Celes
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Sun And Moon
There is a sun and moon for every star in this sky,
Births of stars followed by deaths, comfort us faintly.
The stars in the atmosphere carry affection as they flash and blink,
Much like us in a way all.
There is a star in this galaxy too far away it hurts
My eyes when I look at it with pain as I lengthen my stare,
The gaze I wear is ancient, more like the star-gazers
And not the astronomers of our age.
More stars ensue, more are in horizon,
With hearts and hurts, full of love and life,
But we are endangered by them, their glare
And monuments defeat us in ways known to Man.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sonnet: What the Stars Foretell?
Look at the stars, a handiwork of God!
Who knows the mystery of their twinkling light?
Like eyes of God, they shimmer light so odd,
In countless numbers, studding sky of night.
What is their role in human destiny?
What is the need for stars at all, I ask?
They seem to depict faith and harmony,
Whose secrets to unravel- is man’ task.
What beauteous objects fixed light-years away!
Yet, God intended stars for some purpose;
But man can ne’er find it out any day;
God’s glory, perhaps they depict to us.
When stars can look mysterious to man’s eyes,
How much more God must be- who never dies!
poem by John Celes
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The Mountain-Top
I stood upon the summit, bare,
And cold, in garb of silenced ewe—
Listened for the wind which rang
Across the void, velvet and blue,
When angels laughed, and through the joy,
The stationed earth resigned, alone, to sigh;
No songs heard I but cries of men,
And bound in bonds of solitude, above
Their wars, their pittance gain,
I yearned for wisdom, soft and true,
To make a mite worth Heaven's song,
To give a weary man his due;
Among the stars I searched for years,
Till ice made home betwixt my tears,
And rooted in the dreams which once
Had led me on my way—
The blackness, then, which met my eye,
Beneath the alabaster sky,
Was life's dead touch, a welcoming,
T o deeds which countless stars pass by.
A man after, alone and gray,
Descended from the precipice,
And spoke with weighted breath to those
Who listened as the Fires died—
A second sun remained on high,
With ice upon his burning heart,
And wisdom on his cold-kissed hands
Which dares his frozen hope to part.
I leave it to the minds of men
To discern which of these was I—
I pass my nights in solitude,
And turn my eyes unto the sky.
poem by Andrew Benton
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So Many Stars
The dark is filled with dreams
So many dreams which one is mine
One must be right for me
Which dream of all the dreams
When there's a dream for every star
And there are oh so many stars
So many stars
The wind is filled with songs
So many songs which one is mine
One must be right for me
Which song of all the songs
When there's a song for every star
And there are oh so many stars, so many stars
Along the countless days, the endless nights
That I have searched so many eyes
So many hearts, so many smiles
Which one to choose, which way to go, how can I tell
How will I know, out of, oh
So many stars, so many stars
- Musical Interlude -
Yes, the wind is filled with songs, so many songs
Which one is mine, one must be right for me
Which song of all the songs
When there's a song for every star
And there are, oh, so many stars, so many stars
Along the countless days, the endless nights
That I have searched so many eyes
So many hearts, so many smiles
Which one to choose, which way to go, how can I tell
How will I know, out of, oh, so many stars
So many stars, (so many stars) oh, so many stars
(So many stars) oh, there are so many stars
(So many stars) lots and lots of stars, oh so many (so many)
Oh, so many (stars), many
So many, many (so many) stars (stars)...
song performed by by Natalie Cole, music by Sergio Mendes, Alan Bergman, Marilyn Bergman
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Wish I May, Wish I Might
Every star's a fable,
A story in the sky,
A trail of angel's footprints
(some angels cannot fly) .
Every tale's worth keeping
And writing in a book;
So every star you're seeing,
Just take a closer look:
There's stars wished on by babies,
And stars from lover's eyes,
Stars that saved a sailor
Or intrepid voyager, high.
Stars that guide the night time,
And stars that swiftly fell,
And stars that shine in daylight,
At the bottom of a well.
There are stars in the evening,
And stars before the dawn,
To tell us what the season,
And when the work is done.
There's the first star you remember,
And the last you'll see before
Your eyelids close forever-
Before a star-lit door.
And then you'll be a star yourself,
Shining miles above;
Lighting worlds with distant lamps,
Burning bright with love.
poem by Patti Masterman
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Stars have eyes! !
Stars have eyes
Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars full of soul
Look any longer they take control
Did anyone ever see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars behold the sight
Look any longer and glide free like a kite
Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars oh what a smile
Look any longer they’ll lite your darkness for a mile
Did anyone see the eyes on stars?
The eyes on stars share the love
Look any longer you know it comes from above
Well now you’ve seen the eyes on stars
Shared the beautiful soul amazed by their wonder
Enchanted by the smile
And overwhelmed by the love
But look any longer you will see the pain
The pain on the eyes of stars
Never to be concealed by the rain
The eyes on stars cry
Never to be wiped dry
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry blood tears
Permanently there reminding of fears
The eyes on stars cry
The eyes on stars cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes cry
They cry blood
Stars eyes cry
Stars eyes smile
Stars have eyes
Stars eyes.
Lerato Ladyfair Shuping
poem by Lerato Shuping
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Unto whose use the pregnant suns are poised,
With idiot moons and stars retracting stars?
Creep thou between -- thy coming's all unnoised.
Heaven hath her high, as Earth her baser, wars.
Heir to these tumults, this affright, that fray
(By Adam's, fathers', own, sin bound alway);
Peer up, draw out thy horoscope and say
Which planet mends thy threadbare fate, or mars.
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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I See Stars
I saw a star in Venice
I saw a star tonight
I saw a star falling then regain its flight.
I saw a star in Rio
I saw a star in you
I saw a star twinkling in different shades of blue.
I saw a star in Heaven
I saw a star in Hell
But never did I see a star twinkling on my world.
I've seen a star fading
I've seen it cross the sky
I've seen so many different stars trying not to die
I've seen them come together
I've watched them grow apart
I have seen so many stars in a lovers heart.
I've seen the stars exploding
I've seen the quiet and calm
I've heard them whisper secrets in a world full of harm
I saw a star twinkling in different shades of blue
But never in all my life have i seen a star like you...
poem by Coen Carter
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Escape at Bedtime
The lights from the parlour and kitchen shone out
Through the blinds and the windows and bars;
And high overhead and all moving about,
There were thousands of millions of stars.
There ne'er were such thousands of leaves on a tree,
Nor of people in church or the Park,
As the crowds of the stars that looked down upon me,
And that glittered and winked in the dark.
The Dog, and the Plough, and the Hunter, and all,
And the star of the sailor, and Mars,
These shown in the sky, and the pail by the wall
Would be half full of water and stars.
They saw me at last, and they chased me with cries,
And they soon had me packed into bed;
But the glory kept shining and bright in my eyes,
And the stars going round in my head.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Getting Past Face Values
Getting past face values.
Divulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
Just once more.
Let me open up from inside out.
The old photograph reappears.
Rehabilitation nears.
Can I do it?
Make it or break it.
The lake is filled full again.
So crystal blue.
If only I can fit into these shoes.
You have no clue what I'm going through.
Get past the face values.
Divulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
Do I measure up to par.
Wishing to angels in the dark.
Skeletons come upon me and
I say go away.
This time I finally fix my mistakes with a rake.
I'm dragging the pieces back in.
Its another puzzle.
Can I make them fit.
Pleasantries gone amiss.
They turn into a vipers kiss.
I just cant help it.
What good have I done to deserve this.
Getting past face values.
Divulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
I have opened a new door.
Where does it lead?
The beautiful let down.
Just lost waiting to be found.
Turn around. Here it comes.
You have been summoned for a higher cause.
Bow down and meditate.
Concentrate before its to late.
Planning it out as if you already know.
Adapt to the enviroment.
Some situations need such delicacy.
Dont step on to many toes.
The giants have fallen so its time to go.
Getting past face values.
Devulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
Now I shall disembark and leave an everlasting mark.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Liars
astrologers
perhaps, the sky was misty
the stars were hidden
or you were too occupied
with predictions
to notice that change of fate
spelt out in the sky
perhaps you were just a liar
a liar since time immemorial
making money from
people's insecurities
delivering them a bag of nonsense
that they so eagerly clinged to
breakers of hearts you!
the stars that divided lovers
you spelt them out to be
the partners that you split
with your words
supposedly shown to you by the stars
countless stars in the sky
each of which you subscribed to
for crown successions, wars,
earth breakings, waves and waves
of desires for life conveniences
but your eyes were blocked
by waves and waves and waves
that plundered the Indian Ocean
of lives leaving waves and waves
of grief
the stars, they still look so charming
glittering
in the night ocean
the mysterious part, i let sink in it
swept away by the great tsunami
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Sci-fi
I'm into sci-fi (sci-fi, sci-fi),
I'm into sci-fi UFO,
I think that I spy (I spy, I spy),
That where I go,
The force will go,
But these opinions,
I keep to myself,
I leave my Asimov,
Closed on the shelf.
Do you dig Einstein? (Einstein, Einstein),
Yeah, but only relatively,
Well its a fine time,
To take a bash,
At his theories,
I think a Star Wars,
Headed this way,
Well go to Mars,
We can work, rest and play.
I'm into sci-fi (sci-fi, sci-fi),
I'm into sci-fi UFO,
Its an agent from Mars,
And hes calling me from the moon,
It's there in the stars,
I've got a gig there in june.
I'm into sci-fi (sci-fi, sci-fi),
I'm into sci-fi UFO,
I think that I spy (I spy, I spy),
Alien stars on our tv shows,
But these opinions I keep to myself,
I leave my Asimov closed on the shelf.
I'm into sci-fi (sci-fi, sci-fi),
I'm into sci-fi UFO,
And to the martians I'm gonna say,
Hello hello,
I'm into sci-fi.
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Apparently the new high-tech Star Wars toys will be in stores any day now. The toys can talk and are interactive, so they can be easily distinguished from Star Wars fans.
quote by Conan O'Brien
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The Rower's Chant
ROW till the land dip 'neath
The sea from view.
Row till a land peep up,
A home for you.
Row till the mast sing songs
Welcome and sweet,
Row till the waves, outstripped,
Give up, dead beat.
Row till the sea-nymphs rise
To ask you why
Rowing you tarry not
To hear them sigh.
Row till the stars grow bright
Like certain eyes.
Row till the noon be high
As hopes you prize.
Row till you harbour in
All longing's port.
Row till you find all things
For which you sought.
poem by Thomas Sturge Moore
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Rowers Chant
Row till the land dip 'neath
The sea from view.
Row till a land peep up,
A home for you.
Row till the mast sing songs
Welcome and sweet.
Row till the waves, out-stripped,
Give up dead beat.
Row till the sea-nymphs rise
To ask you why
Rowing you tarry not
To hear them sigh.
Row till the stars grow bright
Like certain eyes.
Row till the noon be high
As hopes you prize.
Row till you harbour in
All longing's port.
Row till you find all things
For which you sought.
poem by Thomas Sturge Moore
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Tale of Freedom
Mourning own ashes,
Sorrowing over freedom,
Long-awaited and wholly missed,
The shooting star did seek
Redemption of existence;
To redeem the tale of freedom,
Much remembered, long-awaited.
To the fallen star spoke thus
The configured multitude,
The fixed stars of high heavens;
Reeking of self-pity.
The stars spoke thus:
O Shooting star, burnt and bygone,
Star-dust you quit,
Oblivious of bonded freedom.
Boundless freedom you chose,
A fallacy though at length to be.
To the fallen star spoke thus
The configured multitude,
The fixed stars of high heavens:
O Shooting star, burnt and bygone,
Wide wilderness you chose,
Only to stagger,
Unaware of the glory of a footway;
Destination it fetches,
Foreshadowing it all along;
Freedom it holds,
As bonded to goal.
But boundless freedom you chose,
A fallacy though at length to be.
To the fallen star spoke thus
The configured multitude,
The fixed stars of high heavens:
O Shooting star, burnt and bygone,
In star-dust you did see not,
A composition often illegible,
An inclusive poetry,
Not without you.
So, exclusive freedom you chose,
A fallacy though at length to be;
When life was to abound
In freedom inclusive,
Bonded and destined,
Bonded to configuration prospective,
Destined to creation unforeseen.
poem by Bhanu Padmo
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I'm Flash
I'm Flash, I'm the hero
I'm the bopper who's the poppa of the crew
I'm Flash, and I fight evil
And my spaceship flies the red, white and blue
I'm Flash, like a streaker
You'll find me cruising out among the stars
And I'm feared by every outlaw
And every renegade from Jupiter to Mars
The jails are full in Saturn and I can tell you why
'Cause I'm the full-blasting, protoblasting hero of the sky
On Mars the smugglers starve no matter what they try
'Cause I'm the everlasting, flabber-ghasting guy who's flying high
I'm Flash, yeah, I'm the hero
From the starspangled U.S of A
I believe in packin' punchin' power
And hitting fast 'cause that's the only way
I'm Flash
I'm Flash, and I'm a mover
My spaceship glides at twice the speed of light
I'm Flash, and I'm a He-Man
I'm a six foot one inch block of dynamite
I'm Flash, in shining armor
And I love to rescue damsels in distress
And my wave length is always open so I can answer any call of S.O.S
I've been in trouble of the worst kind ever since I left the womb
I'm a death defying, terrifying spotlight in the gloom
When you see me coming, boys, just give me lots of room
'Cause I'm the liquifying, crucifying harbinger of doom
I'm Flash, I'm the hero
I'm the bopper who's the poppa of the crew
I'm Flash, and I fight evil
And my spaceship flies the red, white and blue
You know, my spaceship flies the red, white and blue
I said, my spaceship flies the starspangled red, white and blue
I'm Flash, spelled F L A S H
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
On top of the world, wants to fly.
Wants to surf, in mid of the ocean;
Wants to climb, Highest the mountain;
Always willing, to touch the sky.
Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
Wants to shine, like a bright star;
Wants to race in, the worlds' best car;
Lighter as feather, wants to glide.
Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
All things happen, On its commands;
Every thing comes to, When it demands;
Whole beauty of world, wants in eyes.
Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
Better if it does some good deed
Helps the poor and who are in need
Accepts the truth and denies the lies.
Heart is tiny, Hopes are high
- S.D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Recorded Message
Hello, I’m standing here looking up into the clear moonlit sky
a bright star stands out above the rest and I don’t know why.
Several times I’ve looked away and tried to focus elsewhere,
but each time my eyes return to this stunning heavenly glare.
Without warning all the stars have vanished except for this one,
I’ve rubbed my eyes in disbelief, but yes they have definitely gone.
Even the moon has disappeared from its place high in the sky,
but the brightness hasn’t altered and still I don’t know why.
This star seems to be zooming in and changing the night to day,
but it isn’t a normal daylight seen in the usual kind of way.
All the edges of this light are tinged with yellow and blue,
and to focus my eyes properly is very hard to do.
I’m so overwhelmed I’ve fallen backwards onto the ground
I feel foolish and embarrassed, and look quickly all around.
But there’s no one to be seen; where has everyone gone
there’s no one here to share with me what is going on.
This is beyond understanding, only a few moments a go
people were all around me busily walking to and fro.
I put my hands on to the ground to get up, but they’re not there
everything is disappearing into the yellow and blue tinged glare.
Hello, I’m standing here looking up into the clear moonlit sky
a bright star stands out above the rest and I don’t know why.
Several times I’ve looked away and tried to focus elsewhere,
but each time my eyes return to this stunning heavenly glare.
poem by Orlando Belo
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My Heart Doesn’t Have A Clue
How high is the azure sky
How deep is the ocean blue
How dark is the silent night
So often do I think of you
Zillion times, I don’t have clue
How many roses sprinkled with dew
So many stars in my eyes to woo.
Another, I know, you wont find
No matter what I do,
Another, I know, you wont love
No matter how far I would go
I would cry to fill the sea,
If ever I lost you
How high is the azure sky
How deep is the ocean blue.
I have no answers now
But this much I can say
You gave a meaning
To this empty world of mine
I’ll know I’ll need you
Till the stars all burn away
How high is the azure sky
How deep is the ocean blue
For love cannot be measured
By hours in a day
Nor can it be inferred
By the words that I’ve come to say
But it is always there
Like stars all gleams in dark and lonely night
And like moonlight streaming forth those cloudy skies
They say love blooms in the night
And in daylight it dies
How high is the azure sky
How deep is the ocean blue
My heart doesn’t have a clue.
01-11-2009
ANJALI
poem by Anjali Sinha
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