The passing cloud and my birth star
If the virgin rain cloud in the unfaithful sky that covers my unlucky birth star,
Then I could have relaxed for a while.
A cloud cannot remain in one place any longer as the cruel wind takes her away wherever he goes,
That I know since my childhood.
Oh! This useless star would re-appear and give me the burden again.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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What is the cloud to the sun?
For what is the cloud to the sun,
It is nothing. The wind has always
Driven it away and the sun does not
Care. For want of love and care, the
Cloud plays with the fields and the
River and the sea. Impregnated it
Has conceived, and gives
Birth to the rain. The fields and the
Sea and the rivers feasted. The fields
Grow the grass and the flowers.
The sea and the rivers have
Seeded its waters with more fish.
The cloud does not like it. It has
Always dreamt of the sun but the
Wind has always blown it away.
At night the cloud talks to the moon.
And seeing the likeness of its light
To the sun that it loves, the cloud
Makes love with the shining moon.
It has given birth to the stars.
The following morning, the cloud
Is exhausted. It floats with the
Chastisements of the wind. There
Is no more direction. It still dreams
Of the sun. It dies and becomes
Taken as part of the wind. The
Cloud has become a white, clear
Sky. It is nothing. It is what you
See, when love is unrequited.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life of a Cloud
Warming thermals whisper as they rise,
To tell us they are soon to bring to view
In cooler air aloft before your eyes:
A gentle wisp to counterpoint the blue.
Powder puffs emerge to grant her grace
That further bloom as would for stately tree, and
Yield a sight that calls for our embrace:
Another cloud anew above the lea.
Cruising forth, she yearns for ageless life.
O how her hopes will soon be dashed in vain,
For up there in the cold she courts her strife,
To fade away as drops of closing rain.
Scant and lacy speak her living span,
And fair among us could be brought to mourn,
But she was there to populate her clan:
From fallen tears, new daughters will be born.
Copyright © Mark R slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Handsworth Wood
Have ever you seen
On Halloween,
The cloud that covers the trees so green?
The shroud that covers the last of lovers
The shifting mist of the in-between?
I’ve stood, I’ve stood,
By Handsworth Wood,
I’ve stood as long as I thought I could;
All Hallow’s Eve is the night I grieve
My Genevieve of the purple hood.
She slipped between
The trees so green,
She slipped from me one Halloween;
The cloud had glimmered, the evening shimmered
But she was never to more be seen.
And since that cloud
Became a shroud,
I’ve not forgotten the words I vowed;
My patience burns for the cloud’s return
To help discern what I might have been.
The day she left
I held my breath,
Her sleight of hand was so very deft;
But Genevieve, I still believe
You’ll wander out on some Hallow’s Eve.
I wait in vain,
There’s only rain,
The rain and part of the cloud remain;
But Genevieve I’ve not perceived
Since she went tripping in World’s End Lane.
World End’s Land
In Autumn rain,
There’s nothing left of my lost refrain;
For Handsworth Wood is a neighborhood
Where trees are held in a great disdain.
2 July 1977
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Dad´s Army
Dad´s Army
On the Milky Way a black cloud appeared,
not dark as the night, but as a whole year
of winter nights put together and blended
with stygian thoughts of a suicidal dictator.
Then slowly the cloud began to dissipate,
became whispery as Fidel Castro´s beard.
…And there, on blue silk, a new born star,
unexciting at first but it grew stronger by
the galaxy minute- which last a bit longer
than on earth-, till it one day sparkled with
pride especially around Christmas.
The moment a new star is born an old star
lights up, like northern light, for so to fall
into perpetuity, and I shall not see my old
friend Clive Dunn again.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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No More Rain (In This Cloud)
[Intro]
No more rain in this cloud
No more rain in this cloud
[1] - My sunshine has come
And I'm all cried out
And there's no more rain in this cloud
My sunshine has come
And I'm all cried out
And there's no more rain in this cloud
There's no hiding place
When someone has hurt you
It's written on your face
song performed by by Angie Stone from Black Diamond
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Kiss The Rain
Quiet rain at starlit night
Without bow and without sound
Fallen to wet the ground
Dropping from another world
The girl in the rain
Without shelter and with a dog
Walking and searching for a way out
With steady steps toward a dim light in the front
People in the rain
Watching her and hard to believe
Is she wandering without an aim
Why she is so assured by herself
Face up and kiss the rain
She stops and stares at a star with smile
She knows the star is never far away
The star is watching her everyday
The star knows her and the dog better than anybody else
The star will lead her home and always stay and never walk away
It’s her star
It’s her dog
It’s her rain
It’s the rain from the star
poem by Michael Guo
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Clouds By Number
Cloud Nine lived a life of fantasy,
Barely conceding the existence of Cloud Eight,
Who felt jealousy for Cloud Seven's
Silver lining,
Although it was saturnine.
Cloud Six lived a life in a daze,
Dozing in the sun's rays;
While Cloud Five held a bellyful of rain
That it wept onto
The arid plain.
Cloud Four came out of nowhere,
Hugging Cloud Three,
Making way, hurriedly, for Cloud Two,
Who shot lightning and thunder,
And like a magic trick
Became Cloud One.
The Great Funnel Cloud,
Who left nothing after its short reign
But a painful memory and a swollen path to be filled with regrets.
poem by Stan Petrovich
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Shoot The Shooting Star
you wished upon a star
the first star
was a fake
you wished upon another star
it was a failure
you wished upon the third star
it was useless and gave you nothing
you wished again on the fourth star
it was ungrateful and took almost everything from you
and then another star
and then another star shooting before you
they all gave you despair
and you believe not
on any star anymore
then you learned to live
without any star
the stars are not true
and you are so disappointed
with all the falsities they are telling you
finally
you have this shotgun in your hand
and then this lone shooting star came one night
splendid in such a dark space
you shot it
hit it
and there it exploded, shattered
it was the only star intended for you
and it was true
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Flower's Song
Star! Star, why dost thou shine
Each night upon my brow?
Why dost thou make me dream the dreams
That I am dreaming now?
Star! Star, thy home is high --
I am of humble birth;
Thy feet walk shining o'er the sky,
Mine, only on the earth.
Star! Star, why make me dream?
My dreams are all untrue;
And why is sorrow dark for me
And heaven bright for you?
Star! Star, oh, hide thy ray,
And take it off my face;
Within my lowly home I stay,
Thou, in thy lofty place.
Star! Star, and still I dream,
Along thy light afar
I seem to soar until I seem
To be, like you, a star.
poem by Abram Joseph Ryan
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Some Day One Day
You never heard my song before the music was too loud
But now I think you hear me well for now we both know how
No star can light our way in this cloud of dark and fear
But some day, one day...
Funny how the pages turn and hold us in between
A misty castle waits for you and you shall be a queen
Today the cloud it hangs over us and all is grey
But some day, one day...
When I was you and you were me and we were very young
Together took us nearly there the rest may not be sung
So still the cloud it hangs over us and were alone
But some day, one day...
Well come home
song performed by by Queen
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Rare Supermassive Celestial Stars
collapse
an
interstellar
gas
cloud
into
seed
massive
super
star
whole
cloud
zoom massive
star
center
create
stars
100
times
bigger
than
sol
planet
earth
sun
mathematical
models
gassy recipe predict
cosmic
potent realities
small
stars
can prime
superstar
formation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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A star......
Above the clouds there is a star
A star that looks down on me
A star that I makes my wishes shine
A star that brightens my path
A star that enlightens my world
A star that makes me feel loved
A star that makes me dreams come true
A star that breaks my loneliness
A star that makes me smile
A star that I look up to and not down on
A star that protects me from my enemies
A star that brings my bliss and hope
A star that sticks to its promises
A star that supports me take me as I am
A star that never fades away...
A star that will live with me forever and ever.....
poem by Joy O' Pateng
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A especial star...
Above the clouds there is a star
A star that looks down on me
A star that I makes my wishes shine
A star that brightens my path
A star that enlightens my world
A star that makes me feel loved
A star that makes me dreams come true
A star that breaks my loneliness
A star that makes me smile
A star that I up to and not down on
A star that protects me from my enemies
A star that brings my bliss and hope
A star that sticks to its promises
A star that supports me take me as I am
A star that never fades away...
A star that will live with me forever and ever.....
poem by Joy O'Pateng
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There's A Dark Cloud Over My Head
There is a dark cloud over my head
With every move i make, every step i take
It keeps following me
Lord you know i want to free
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Now as the rain begins to fall, i feel so small
I'm always getting wet with the rain of prejudice
Look there is a mist of discrimation
And the fog of injustice
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds hanging over my head
Lord you know i want to be free
It's hard to look through the thickness of the clouds
Standing under the dark clouds the sun never shines
As my eyes glist for a brighter tomorrow
My sisters and brothers are filled with sorrow
Dark clouds, dark clouds, dark clouds
Why do they keep following me
Lord you know i want to be free
This cloud kept many of our people down
This cloud has kept us bound
Our head hanging to the ground
A cloud of sorrow and pain
A cloud of loneiness and despair
Wondering does anyone care
Now as i look beyond the horizon with the telescope
Of my mind
It was fantastic what i've found
If you can look beyond your dark cloud, sorrow and pain
You will see a star shining so near, yet it seems so far
Beyond your dark clouds, there is a galaxy of deterination
There is a star of i am somebody and it's shining
For the whole world to see
Let's load up our spaceship of education
Put our satellite into orbit, let's speed on to culture
Proudness
Gravitation of ignorance will never hold me down
There's no time for malfunction in our dreams
For many years our focus was ecliped
Eclipse we were inferior, eclipse we couldn't make it
Couldn't go to the same school
We can see clearly now my sisters and brothers
Let's walk in the light, let's fuel up with knowledge
Independence, awareness
Yes use the telescope of your mind
The satellite of youe soul
The orbit of your heart
To reach that certain star, no matter how near or far
poem by Leon Thomas Lee
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She is a star
I thought I was dreaming
When I stared at her
Even if I wasn’t
I thought she was at higher level than i
Not of how she wears,
Not of how she moves
Not how she takes
Yet of how she looks, beautiful
I saw a star
No, not at the atmosphere
I mean here on earth
That’s what I told my friends and
Laugh at me to hell
Yet, that was before they saw her
She is a star,
So bright that even a blind man
Can tell she’s bright
So bright to my life,
Future, everything I do,
The love I have to her
So bright to me even at night and
Became confused and forget
Which is a star and which is her
But, she’s much more than any star
For she don’t wait for night
To shine at me
She don’t stand still and
Wait for tomorrow
I entitle her a star
For I can distinguish which is a star,
Which is a lady
If she not both,
Then she remain a star to me
mr.nice
poem by Stephen Raseona
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Essence Of A Star
Star
You're supposed to be as sweet as sugar,
But forever I fear,
That you may disappear
I really hope you reappear,
And send me to sleep without a tear.
Star
I understand that you live afar,
But without a reason,
It just feels like treason,
But you'll be mine forever,
No question whatsoever.
Star
I am still here,
Feeling so mere,
Awaiting your arrival,
Awaiting my retrieval
Of you
Star
It is already night fall,
I see you came back after all,
Even through the rainfall,
Right then,
Time just seems to stall,
Star
I see you shine,
All the way through cloud nine,
But in the moonlight,
I see you fall,
Fall Into the chambers of my heart
My sweetheart
My,
Star
poem by Ritvik Agni
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Like A Cloud
like a cloud
i change shapes
cumulus, nimbus,
feathers and cottons
i mirror myself on a pond
and begin to like myself
the reeds look at me
with disdain
and the rocks there
speak ill of me
no matter how beautiful
i am
be it the shape of David
or of Narcissus
always everything i am
what i have
they claim them to be owned by the wind
they say the wind makes me
the wind unmakes me and i am left
with nothing
but just the illusion of a cloud
doubt, i now have them and i am lost
in an island without a name
like a cloud i wander
higher than the cliffs and friend of the sun
the wind claims me and still i am nothing
there is no use for all these
i have loved the wind and learned to live with its daft
i love the wind and its song
its distance and its intimacies with my hues
but with the wind i am nothing i have none
all of them disbelieved my right to be myself
i am wandering and wishing upon the stones
i fall
i am rain i am the water in the gutter
i flow
searching for the place where i can be myself
distinct like a mole on a cheek
there is no wind to claim my shape and color
sad, i am still nothing, as empty as a hand opening
pleading for space and air, i am still nothing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Be a cloud
Be a cloud, which is light in weight,
Which moves at ease, takes it shapes
To fill the space and flirt with winds.
It takes in vapour without greed
And gives out as rain without strain.
It floats, drifts and wanders at will.
Live like a cloud to feel no fall.
05.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For My Daughter
When I die choose a star
and name it after me
that you may know
I have not abandoned
or forgotten you.
You were such a star to me,
following you through birth
and childhood, my hand
in your hand.
When I die
choose a star and name it
after me so that I may shine
down on you, until you join
me in darkness and silence
together.
poem by David Ignatow
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Story of the Stars
The kindness you give off,
Will remain the same,
Despite time's change,
I'm only sure of this,
Because I can't see myself,
Anywhere else but by your side,
Even if along the way,
I lose my freedom.
You could call it fate,
Or just the stupidity of my will,
But I see it as a promise,
Kept only by true friendship.
A star is said to be born everytime,
When those who are lost,
Discover that place,
They can truly call a home,
It's a story I've always been told,
So somewhere in destiny let it come true.
A star that's born wherever there's a smile,
Will always keep on shining brightly,
On those who can become kind,
A star that awakes when tears have fallen,
Will only head towards a gentle tomorrow.
A star of friendship is the same,
As a star that's made to only love......
But which one will come to you?
poem by Alex McCullough
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