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Under the Stars
I sit under the stars and wounder
who is rain and who is thunder
waiting for the clouds above to part
for then my world will stop filling apart
and an end will come to a start
and a proud cycle will embark
on a neverending journy
with out ever finding a honey
tell me what is there to show
about the knowage I now know
is it a life, a future alone
lovely poem
The rhyming in this one is quite nice... i generally enjoyed the idea of being 'under the stars' although i completely comprehended that this was about more than just that.
become one of the stars then
i really like this poem it makes me think of my own life and sometimes how i lay out under the stars thinking where i am going in life. great job keep writting your peoms are awesome!