Bright Star

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Bright Star

I cannot help but hope for they...
who turn blue into darkened grey...

I will not harm the hopes and dreams...
I will not hurt the songs and themes...

I would ask all the hurt and broken...
to meditate on chance her tokens....

Oh children of the Bright Star you fail...
To bring your tears to the burning veil....

To bring your trials to careful minds....
Of They that care, are mindful, and kind...

Simple Truth, and Simple Faith...
This power reached....must meditate...

Reason Fate...with choices pure....
Throw thyself at feet to cure...

The feet of who...the whitest light...
Who crushes death.....superior might.

Oh Children of the Bright Star listen...
The still small voice...BREAK FROM THY PRISON!

 

-Oseddi-

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BoomShakaLaka commented on Bright Star

10-13-2009

Nice one, very inspiring to break away. Pretty cool! I like!

Rygar commented on Bright Star

10-05-2009

it seems redemption is allowed, though through HIS saintly grace, and only forgiveness on thine own accord, will free him from this place.

scrye commented on Bright Star

08-20-2009

Oseddi this witch hears your sounds like a trumpet call to all the like minded and your message truely resounds from the walls of my heart. Beautifully written with the true imagery of an artist whos work should be hung in a museum for all to adore. I loved this piece of artwork and am adding it to my favorites....

ZechAntioch

08/25/2009

I thank you white witch...you are very kind.

jademelissa74 commented on Bright Star

08-19-2009

This is such a passionate poem. The imagery used is very eye-catching and thought-provoking. I like the "Who crushes death...superior might" line. Inspirational and vivid. A great read for me.

ZechAntioch

08/20/2009

Thank you for your comments...I'm greatful you've looked into my hopes for kindman...mankind

To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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