when stars die
billions of stars
drawing a map
adrift in an
endless quest for
to new moons
new life spawns
august two thousand thirteen
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find this poem really creative and deep
Thank you so much, Padmini ;`)
Nice one. I always wonder if there’s really other lifeforms out in space somewhere…
Thanks D.J. – I’m with you on that one.
your poem is a shining star
just as you are, bonnie – thanks so much xo
I am so amazed. Your mind had traveled that far with no limit. I often watch the sky with full of stars but always wondering which one I have to go to.
Thank you my friend – the stars are as limitless as the thoughts in our minds.
I think this is my favorite of your poems. Nicely done!
Thanks so much, Kat – glad you enjoyed this one 😀