When I saw the stars roll across the distant sky,
falling in blazing lights with tails,
giving guidance to who needs it,
I was reminded of the guidance I yearned for,
in my endless journey of life.
I longed for the journey of the star,
across the black soul-less sky.
The Stars, The stars,
show us who we really are.
way back, way back, when,
I was little, things were simple, me and all my friends,
always smoking marijuana just to find that zen,
reality is up in shambles now it start to bend,
I love the message, sending, meant it, now,
it is my own deception of the proud,
Holy up from heaven take a bow,
take all of the darkness underground,
Fighting the devil you can tell though,
I'm a rebel, you will never be on my level,
it would be to suspenseful,
life is a rental so be wise and respectful.
And with the stars the dark night rolls,
moon, comets, planets and all
and with the night the day begins,
a brand-new dawn free of sin.
- Authors: PennedAI (Pseudonym), .
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- Published: October 9th, 2024 10:47
- Limit: 6 stanzas
- Invited: Public (any user can participate)
- Comment from author about the poem: Do as you will, but I was hoping for a semi-descriptive poem focusing on the different journeys objects/life takes, creating a parallel of that with life. If that's too confusing, just go with whatever you want. No pressure
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