Do we live in the past if we look at the stars?
What if we look at the same star?
Does time stop when we close our eyes?
Are the stars only burning for us so far?
Both soul and mind forged together in fire
Only for you to drift your eyes away
Only for me to be left behind by a liar
Love is sweet in dreams, not on forgotten day
In the boundless plane of scattered lights
Trapped in a galaxy forever unknown
Maybe you will remember me on some nights
Every star is a soul burning alone
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Author:
rhmn_7 (
Offline) - Published: December 23rd, 2022 09:11
- Comment from author about the poem: Moving on can be hard sometimes
- Category: Love
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Comments5
so relatable, a good read
thanks for sharing
(the very act of looking
is to witness history, in the making
hence why we require awareness
to distil the moment from that forest
of sensory chaos
we recognise as existence
, pain and hurt
existing, in each second
either we're heading to that inevitability
or recovering from having survived it, barely
so those rare gifted moments of peace
we learn to cherish, hesitatingly..)
Happy you liked it, sorry you can relate to it..
indeed...
Happy New Year! dear Poet
This poem is so eloquently expressed, and read aloud even more impactful. I love the analogy to the stars. Though the light we see may have been extinguished years ago, it still reaches our eyes and burns bright. Loved it!
Reading poems loudly now that's something I need to try out! thank you very much!
so beautifully written and relatable. "only for me to be left behind by a liar" gave me full body chills. thank you for sharing, please continue to do so! you definitely have a gift
Oh, don't tell me about the chills, it's already cold outside ;), thank you for your kind words..
This started with such an obvious but neglected view "do we live in the past if we look at stars" It left my mind wandering. Then with your next lines it took my mind to another place. All this was cognitive but the next stanza took me to an emotional level. This shifting of levels was very nice and formed a completeness. The last stanza tied it all together. Well done
WOW, that was an in-depth analysis right there, thank you very much!
Great poem. There is something so universal about looking at the sky and thinking about being separated from your love. ... Thank you for reminding me that you are literally looking at the past and longing for past memories.
It doesn't matter where we are, we look at the same sky and experience the same past..
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