Stardust Poems Novels & Stories

The girl continued to listen to her music without paying the slightest attention to Roy. Under the sparkling night sky, she walked with a dazzling smile. Her heart fluttered, love grew in the dark, A secret that only the two of them knew. The stars watched, silently testifying, This love was unstoppable, uncontrollable. She is the spring in his arid heart, Turning his world into colors. She wrote poetry in his mind, Carving her name in every stanza. Fate brought her into the arms of the poet, Between unspoken words. The stars watched, silently testifying, This love was unstoppable, uncontrollable. She was the spring in his barren heart, Turning his world into colors.

Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills,

Then the traveler in the dark, Thanks you for your tiny spark, He could not see which way 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. Twinkle, twinkle, little star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

'The Iridescent Stars; mmh… Typical of tonight. Nneoma read the poem, her voice smooth and steady. I gaze up the night sky What meet my gaze? Myriads of shinning stars They shine like iridescent diamonds Diamonds of sublime beauty They twinkle and shine, twinkle and shine. Giving light to all nocturnal creatures The brilliant stars tell me Tales of life yonder They tell me of great meadows With yew trees, yew trees with amber Fruits, of azure rivers ever flowing Of golden fishes ever swimming

The crescent moon standing in radiant light, so does the light linger round our souls, intertwining. The sands standing firm in earthly adornment, like an immovable roadside tree, so does my love stand bellicose and accoutred—a lion, Immortal as God The dusts spiraling into a whirlwind, so does my mind spiral at the thought of you as i teleport into a utopia of endless possibilities.

While all of this was indeed impressive, what truly took her breath away was the sky. "It's so beautiful." Fate could not have chosen a more beautiful clear night to present this gift to the eyes. Everyone grows so accustom to their circumstances, it's rare they truly appreciate what always lay in front of them every day. You may believe the view of the stars is the same anywhere, but they were so high up the city lights were no issue, the view was completely clear of interference. A sea of lights you may never grasp. "Even in Oregon I don't think I've ever seen the stars this clear." It may just be the height, it may be she never took the time to truly appreciate the view she was blessed w

So to borrow from a fellow countryman: We poets labour all our days, To make a little beauty be, But vanquished by a woman's gaze, And the unlabouring stars are we. My apologies for pissing you off once again. Although I can't promise you it won't happen again. I'm a pretty annoying person and I tend to get everything I want. Perhaps soon we'll get to be closer than we already are. Till then I suppose I must remain, -- Guy from the ballroom from hell

Some days when I’m cold, When I feel so so so low, I just feel this glow, glow, glow, When I think of you This love is so beautiful, The way I feel is so meaningful, Can never let you go, I feel so good, I love you so much so much, this is so cool. Meeting you was like a dream come true, Kissing you is more than a dream came true Loving you is like my dream grew, I just my dream ends with me and you. Some days when I’m cold, When I feel so so so low, I just feel this glow, glow, glow,

* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die * I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days * I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight * I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire * I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold * Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday.

I opened the envelope and inside is a carnation paper. "It says, Thank you for your time touring me around the Montromey Kingdom and sorry for leaving saying no words and bid goodbye. I wish to see you again one day to formally apologize, anyway that poem you said is something that bothers me. I didn't know either I know that poem or did I read somewhere that is why I felt chilled for a moment in shock the moment you recited it. The beauty of the sky is unparalleled like you that is unmatched by anyone. The twinkling of the star, the light of the moon, the rising and setting of the sun, the dancing of the clouds in the sky. It gives irresistible beauty just like you gives joy and happiness,