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Child, Child

the spot that never fazes
mom's youthful lullaby
stars denude me
twinkle, twinkle
mom's clear smile
baby floater dances
tears for late grandma
her plea at each bath
floater propelled by
little cutie hands
that never counted
the wonderful years
days of chuckles
twinkles, floaters, bubbles
carefree and cool wind,
onion peels,
the clouds dawdle
at the glittering night
years and days
sit on sedimented years
melted by one glittering star
between the clouds
unfolding days
when an answer
equals a question
between the twinkling of stars

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Child
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with color and ducks,
The zoo of the new
Whose name you meditate -
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Little
Stalk without wrinkle,
Pool in which images
Should be grand and classical
Not this troublous
Wringing of hands, this dark
Ceiling without a star.
Sylvia Plath

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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My Lost Star

Twinkle Twinkle the star I see,
In the night staring at me,

Twinkle Twinkle the star was you,
holding my hand all along through,

Twinkle Twinkle the star was bright,
enlightening my dreams with its light,

Twinkle Twinkle the star loved me,
like a father to a baby.

Twinkle Twinkle the star was deep,
carrying my pain to gift me sleep.

But oneday the star had to cry,
as if it was wishing me goodbye.

Twinkle Twinkle the star I lost,
In the sky which I loved the most.

poem by Krishnendu Gupta
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Ode to a Twilight Sky

Ode to a Twilight Sky
By: Adam M. Snow

To bear witness to the beauty above,
to know it's everything one could love.
With the sights of the twinkling lights,
hiding their days, not their nights.

They dance around the sun and moon,
dances to a glorious Heaven's tune.
They will fly throughout the twilight sky,
we hurry to make a wish as they fly by.

We lie on the grass and connect the dots,
fantasy never ends for we know there's lots.
We could try and count them all one by one,
but there are some things that could never be done.

All stars can be seen at night yet one during the day
how glorious it is to see them riding the Milky Way.
To wish upon the first star we see at night,
and to dance under a glistening moonlight.

Repose, gracefully dreaming to a single star,
beyond this universe to a whole new land afar.
Dreaming of leaving this world and flying to the moon,
and coming home before all clocks strikes noon.

This twilight sky with the moon and star's exquisite,
yet we dream to the stars and moons to visit.
We stare at the stars wondering which is Heaven,
for want of the stars, this world wouldn't be liven.

To sing to a child, 'Twinkle, twinkle little star.'
yet we still wonder, 'What they truly are? '
From the sky, one by one they shine down,
onto us and lighting a darkened town.

Some longing to catch a star once fallen,
to put into a locket so it wouldn't be stolen.
We all try to look beyond them all,
yet some waits for the night to watch them fall.

poem by Adam M. Snow
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I see a star tonight

I see a star woundering whai is doing
Twinkling all the night
Star light... Star bright,
The most beautiful star in the sky
Sparkled like a diamon

I start to make a wish upon that,
Wishing star,
My lucky star
Shining with joy, ever so brilliantly
Shining star, shining star

You are my guiding star
The brightes star
The innocent star
Twinkle twinkle liltle star.

poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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Questionable Star

Twinkle, twinkle little star
Do you wonder where you are
So far away is your shining light
Not seen during the day but so bright at night

Twinkle, twinkle little star
A wonder and amusement for us everyday
A beam of hope to the God that we pray

Twinkle, twinkle little star
Do you have love where you are
Is your love so intense and bright
As your everlasting light

Twinkle, twinkle little star
I think you’re beautiful where you are
A symbol of life and what might be
I love to feel you cosmic energy

poem by Richard Noggin
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twinkling Star

I see a star wondering what is it doing
Twinkling all the night
Star light... Star bright,
The most beautiful star in the sky
Sparkled like a diamond

I start to make a wish upon that,
Wishing star,
My lucky star
Shining with joy, ever so brilliantly
Shinning star, shinning star

You are my guiding star
The bright star
The innocent star
Twinkle twinkle little star....

poem by Anees Akbar
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Twinkle

Twinkle twinkle little star
How did you ever get so far
From where I thought that you would be?
Shining with joy, ever so brilliantly

Don’t ever fall from grace
Because I would only wish you back
Right back to your rightful place

Twinkle twinkle little star
I most certainly know who you are
And just who you might be
But for now I admire how you shine so brightly

Because I cannot touch you
For it is just not the time
So I reach out instead in this childish rhyme

Twinkle twinkle, my shooting star
Sear me with your heat, leave a scar
So that if you should disappear
I would always remember that I once had you here

In the palm of my hand
But your warmth is too much to bear
That’s why its from afar I stand

Twinkle twinkle my little star
Esta estrella que no deseo apagar
Because you must shine in spite of yourself
Vibrantly shimmering despite what’s left

No matter if this star I ever attain
I will forever cherish its presence
Because from it something I gained

Twinkle twinkle my precious star
I’m so glad I know just who you are
Up above my world so high
More beautiful than a diamond caught in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little star
Oh how I love just who you are

~Rakeem 'voiceNpoetry' Person (6-27-08)

poem by Rakeem Person
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The Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is set,
And the grass with dew is wet,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see where to go
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

poem by Jane Taylor
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Twinkle Twinkle Why You Are?

Twinkle, twinkle why you are?
what's the problem my little star!

Not work hard to bring good marks
keeping your career in the dark.
I get you chocolate and lollypop
in fetching results still you flop.

Twinkle, twinkle why you are?
what's the problem my little star!

In surfing, chatting keep you busy
do not make strategy for study.
Learning lessons adopt wrong methods
to improve grade don't make efforts.

Twinkle, twinkle why you are?
what's the problem my little star!

I provide you all the facilities
don't see improving skill and abilities,
Why is not reliable your performance?
your results twinkle at the instances.

Twinkle, twinkle why you are?
what's the problem my little star!

poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Stars, Stars, Stars

They twinkle, twinkle since birth for years,
Or vanish in strange ways, I’ve fears;
In countless numbers in clear blue Sky,
Fixed in this firmament, down they pry!

They appear one by one as you try,
Staring with intent, gazing at Sky;
The more you look, their numbers doth swell,
Beaming white light while simmering still.

Some gorgeously large as Morning-Star!
One can’t say how far away they are;
Stars laminate the Sky around the Moon;
By the light of Dawn, they are gone!

Some are light-years away from the Earth!
When seen by telescope, there ain’t dearth;
Stars conglomerate to form Galaxies;
The Sun is just one of these starry seas!

A Star-full Sky in azure back-ground;
What a treat to the eyes from the world!
A starless Sky hath not much beauty;
And laments with rain all o’er the Earth.

Why didst the Creator put them above?
Mute witness to His great work, behove;
Perhaps, they’ve this duty till Doomsday,
And hurtle down to destroy the world!

poem by John Celes
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The Years Gone Bye

Standing outside
She can smell
The cool air seeping through her nose
Gladly feeling the intoxicating
Caress of the wind on her face
Watching the starlit sky
So peaceful
Eyes gloomy with tears
As memories cut through her
Like a sharp jab of a spear
As she watch the forgotten footage
From the years gone bye
Roll up in the dark sky above
As a little girl
She would enviously watch
The magnificent beauty
Of the tiny stars
Always happy
Forever twinkling at the distance
Comforting to her
For they graced her with their presence.
Shooting stars crossing the sky
Her face would beam up in smile
Innocent and sincere
She would never make a wish
For she had it all
The motherly embrace of the sky
And the friendly company of the moon
Just gazing deep into
Its luminuos beauty
It would send her into a trance
Where she would surf the open sky
Wandering from
Star to star
Listening to the tales
Of their origin
Giggling along
As they trace their
Mispent youths
But the years
Came and go
And she lost the happy
Little girl
Along with her innocent
Sincere smile
And the warmth in her eyes
Stolen from the sun
On summer days
With each morning
Spent watching the golden sun rise to the blue sky
Then growing up
To forget all that mattered to her
And lost herself
To the years gone bye

poem by Nontobeko Dlamini
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My Wishing Star

twinkle twinkle my wishing star
twinkle twinkle my lovely star
show the world who you are
make my wishes come true my little star
put me in a better place
reflect happiness on my face
twinkle my wishing star in space
illuminate your light on friends so I would choose
a true friend that you’re sure that I’ll never loose
because I don’t have a true friend yet
you, my wishing star, you’re the only friend I met
the only friend I’ll let
you can’t talk or smile at me
but still you’re the best friend a star can be

poem by Sameera Sameer
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Twinkle

(kinky friedman)
Oh, I didnt write this song for fortunes made of money,
I only came along just to sing it to you, honey.
Ive dreamed around the bend, Ive looked behind the sky,
Ive seen the rainbows end in the twinkle of an eye.
And until the day our stars all arise
Twinkle, let me shine in your eyes.
In a window from afar it shines in just like a candle,
The shimmer like a star, its more than I can handle,
To hold you in the night, to show you what I told you,
To go down by candlelight, to light the world before you.
And until the day our stars all arise,
Twinkle, let me shine in your eyes.
And until the day our stars all arise,
Twinkle, let me shine in your eyes,
Twinkle, let me shine in your eyes,
Let me shine in your eyes.

song performed by by Kinky Friedman
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Last Day

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
He looks and wanders
Face all covered with scars.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
He whispers chills into the air
He freezes my soul with a single stare.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
Blood red shot eyes look at me
The fear in my brown one's he can see.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
Step by step he limps his way
Thump by thump my heart fears today was its last day

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
I turn around and start to run from that stare
But when I turn he stands right there.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
He smiles exposing rotting yellow teeth and horrible breath
I know that this is a sign of Deah.

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
I fear that stranger from afar
I close my eyes and pray
'Oh God, I wish I'd lived today as if it were my Last Day.'

poem by Diana Euyoque
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The Fog on the Hillocks Melts Away

The fog on the hillocks melts away,
it’s another bright sunny day
and people do not really know me
the beings beyond the stars
look down at me and cannot properly
make up their minds
if I am living like a saint, or sinner
or is a little bit of both,
the smell of smoke from the train,
and the nearby black township
is on the air
but the light wind blows it away

and the flowers in the garden
all smile up at me, as if delighted
to have my company
and nothing really threatens,
the heaven is blue above me
and at night the stars sparkle invitingly
are drawing me to a world,
a place in the beyond
where my dear father waits
and everything is clear, lovely and sunny
without pain or regret
and nothing bad besets anyone.

(In Answer to Sylvia Plath/Reference: Sheep in Fog by Sylvia Plath.)

poem by Gert Strydom
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Remember The Three Stars?

do you remember the three stars
one night that we have been seeing
during those dangerous days
of our union?

did i not tell you to take two,
as the other one has been taken
by another person that i love?

you have been keeping them
all those years
and nothing really happens

how you kept the glow
was a waste of time, really,
no other stars pop-out like
a round white mushroom
in the dark sky

your time is over.
I am retaking one of the two stars.
It is mine.

Now i am taking over
my own dark sky.
I will hang the star
named for me.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Beautiful We Are

Beautiful the night
but it does not compare
to the twinkle in your eyes
greater than the stars up high.

Beautiful your smile
it makes me warm inside
as I sit with you awhile
and stay here at your side

You know my love is true
it will be forevermore
my heart belongs to you
you're the one that I long for.

Beautiful the days
you show your heart to me
Beautiful the way
you set my spirit free

Beautiful the nights
I see your face in dreams
a cave so dark, you are the light
a diamond in coals you gleam

Beautiful we are, you and I together
it's written in the stars
that we could last forever.

poem by Kelly Curiel
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Stars in the dark night

Stars in the dark night, look like angels playing in the sky,
they twinkle and give light
radiant and bright bring life to,
silent sleepy night,
there aura fill the sky with long lasting grace,
whole night stars in sky are not tired of filling,
empty night with their glow taking away the lovers sighs,
stars twinkle never fades like blessing of god given to us,
for living life, their might changes the lonely night into maiden,
beautiful and filled with starry feeling in the eyes..

poem by Hemu Gupta
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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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Christmas joy

late dad's happiest days, my joyest ones
were tuned up by jingle bells
lit by glittery stars big and small
and coloured by the reddest of hollies
the whitest and fairest of angel hair

as we picked through myriad velvety items
in our favourite souvenir shop
santa clauses jumped from dad's warm hands into mine
before heading for home cheering us
all day long on our giant Christmas tree

also in the fun are reindeer, the Great eastern star
that towered over all of us
powdery snow that specked the tree
and finally the little child in the cradle, Mary, joseph
in a smug horse shed,
they brought us all together
every year, brother, sister, mom and dad
for a few days of wondrous joy

we could have been the Eastern wise men
who partook in the fun of Christ
as he took his first peeks at the world

the Great Eastern Star
still greets us each Christmas
on the highest spot of the Christmas tree
below our family picture
where mom, dad and all of us smile perpetually
evoking teary cheery memories

we continue the same tradition
my son and i running through
the same souvenir shop
searching for things to brighten up our life,
our dreams
in between our laughters
i never fail to hum along that
Baby in the Cradel song
late dad liked most and
letting son know it is too
the best time i cherish

-dad, mom, and child
smiling perpetually over
us in rhythm to the glittering lights
and our laughters

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Stars Are Precious

They can't come near to us.
The Stars are very precious.
They twinkle at clear night,
can't see them in daylight.
we weave a story of heaven,
with the tale of stars seven.
The Warrior Star keeps vigil,
the day's light breaks until.
The milky ways, make our dream.
While sleeping, our grief they trim.
They can't come down to us.
The stars are very precious.

poem by Nilakshi Das
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