In the vastness of the night's dark sea
A spark is born, a light breaks free
A rising star, with gentle grace
Shines bright, and takes its place
With every twinkle, a dream takes flight
A hope is born, a heart beats light
The darkness fades, as the star ascends
A beacon of hope, that never ends
Its light illuminates, the path ahead
Guiding us on, through life's uncertain thread
Through the storms and the night's darkest shade
The rising star, is a hope unafraid
With each new dawn, it shines so bright
A symbol of hope, in the dark of night
A reminder that dreams can come true
A rising star, that shines just for you
So let its light, guide you on your way
And may your heart, be filled with hope each day
For the rising star, is a gift so rare
A symbol of hope, that's always there.
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Isra
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>That was a bad idea. I thought you knew… >Oh, the pathos! I don’t really know you as well as I should. In fact, I may not know the real you at all. That essential, sparkling you that you only reveal to a select few. Had I been paying more attention to the stories you are so fond of telling, in which you are invariably author, narrator and protagonist, I would not have been so foolish as to set you up on a blind date. After all, no friend has ever done anything of the kind for another. That’s preposterous. What is a friend, really?
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Comments (2)
I loved your rising star!
This was so optimistic! Loved your poem!