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Poem Details | by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: death, dream, longing, love, missing you, romance, star,

You Shine Your Light

You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear
If I had wings then I’d take flight 
You shine your light in darkest night 
I feel your warmth holding me tight 
As in your arms you draw me near 
You shine your light in darkest night
Your beacon burning there so clear

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 

Poem Details | by kathryn collins |
Categories: death,

Catch a Falling Star

I can’t quite recall
The feel of your fingers
In my hand and

The sound of your voice
Escapes me today,
But I’ll remember it.

What was that song we sang?
Solo I can’t quite get the tune.
No one else thinks it’s funny.

You thought putting
a falling star in your pocket
was silly.

But it’s rainy now
and I need one on this
starless night.

©March 28, 2003
Kathryn McL. Collins

Poem Details | by mary youkhana |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, best friend, betrayal, body, care, creation, cry, dark, emotions, feelings, happiness, happy, heart, how i feel, joy, life, lonely, missing you, star, sun, sympathy, teen,

we are stars

people are like stars,
some are younger,
some are older,
some are brighter,
some are darker,
some are bigger,
some are smaller,
but in the end we are all the same.
all together.
shining bright with our personality.
dont care about what other people think.
its their own opinion.
be unique,be you.
you are who you are, and who you are is all their gonna get.
so shine like a star!!!

Poem Details | by Lillian Twolsky |
Categories: beautiful, birth, grief, heartbroken, light, sky, star,

I'm a Star

Once I was just pieces of dust,
Then I fell,
Gravity of my sadness changing me,
Tears fused me together,
And now I am who I am today,
A light to many worlds,
Once broken pieces,
But now a star.

Poem Details | by john bogard |
Categories: children, death, star,

to my children

When the clock tops ticking
When the pump stops heaving,
When I go to my last sleep,
When no wind comes from the heap,

Don’t you feel sad,
Don’t you feel mad,
But rather be glad,
For nothing is bad.

From where I will be,
Though you can’t see,
I’ll be with you,
Helping you through.

So think of me always,
As bathing in sunrays,
Happy in my new ways,
Smiling  to you through a haze.

I’ll be with you still,
Not in flesh but in will,
Speaking to you, it will seem,
While you sleep and dream.

So close your eyes and pray,
You’re almost there already,
I’ll be thinking of you,
Patiently awaiting you.

Poem Details | by TAMMY REAMS |
Categories: animal, death, home, leadership, longing, peace, rights,

The Great Star Wolf

Alone he stands looking up to the "Great Star Wolf"
the highest ranking of the great chain
ready to make his claim

Sending him short prayers no longer howling to the moon
but to the "Great Star Wolf" to lead his soul
so he might take his rightful role

Into the Cave of Souls he'll go for legend is foretold
becoming part of the "Great Star Wolves" constellation
a tiny star you will see because now he is free.

3/12/2015   Contest: Canis Lupus the Wolf
                  Sponsored by: Shadow Hamilton
                   5th Place

Poem Details | by jan oskar hansen |
Categories: death, sad, social, old, star, old, star,

dad army

Dad´s Army 

On the Milky Way a black cloud appeared,
not dark as the night, but as a whole year
of winter nights put together and blended  
with stygian thoughts of a suicidal dictator.
Then slowly the cloud began to dissipate,
became whispery as Fidel Castro´s beard.  
…And there, on blue silk, a new born star,
unexciting at first but it grew stronger by  
the galaxy minute- which last a bit longer
than on earth-, till it one day sparkled with 
pride especially around Christmas.    
The moment a new star is born an old star 
lights up, like northern light, for so to fall 
into perpetuity, and I shall not see my old 
friend Clive Dunn again. 

Poem Details | by Ann Rich |
Categories: allegory, dark, death, farewell, introspection, metaphor, parody, science fiction, spiritual, star,

Last Breath

You were a shining Star.
Few of many in the sky.
Looking up so very high,
Not knowing why you are.

Close and set you are far.
Spinning flames  knot a tie,
I note a pattern just like pi.
Colliding with me you spar.

So burn it up and burn away,
Sow your heart upon a plane.
Chart your distance in the clay.
Burn it all up then call it sane.

The explosion in the sky is His death.
All burned up He has no last breath.

(R) Registered:  2013  Ann Rich

Poem Details | by Julian Scutts |
Categories: bereavement, dog, star,

To Lady and the Dog Star

They said a funny Latin word,
they said that you were dead,
yet merrily you wagged your tail
when I took you to the vet.
You were not kind to chickens,
as well the neighbors know,
or come to that, to ducks and geese,
and yet I loved you so.
Oh, to recall the bygone days
we roamed and roved together,
sometimes when snow lay all about,
sometimes o'er hills of  heather.
Our walkies to the liquor store,
our excursions to the bar,
and all those times you led me home
when I couldn't use the car.
At night, I swear, an angel
looms in the purple sky,
and on a gently twinkling leash
you, Lady, lead  on high.

Poem Details | by david mohn |
Categories: death, star,

red giant

           a mirrored tunnel
frames a pyre of death’s undress…
             echoes of a star 


Poem Details | by Md Shahadat Hossain |
Categories: depression, grief, imagery, loneliness,

The Suicide Of A Star

All on a sudden a star did suicide on the dark ocean of the sky,
It was as like as a drunken spy.
The rest of stars were watching at him surprisingly,
He was disappeared within a nano second quietly.
He did suicide for his mental agonise into the deep ocean,
He just laid himself amongst the dead stars like queen.
No one did ask him, " Why did he do suicide?
Or was it a homicide?
If someone did ask him?
I knew what did he say to them.
When he was alive he was burnt by his own smile,
It was nothing but futile.
He used to do smile to cover the darkness,
As long as he smiled, he burnt more or less.

Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: absence, daughter, death, dream, future, loss, senses, star, student, success, work, write,

In Her Teen

We know her future could be bright
If not for death that snatched her dream
She was the queen among her mates
The few she left here said it all

If not for death that snatched her dream
While on earth she nurtured the best
The few she left here said it all
A jewel worth many to pens

While on earth she nurtured the best
She was the queen of her mates
The few she left here said it all
We know her future could be bright

Poem Details | by Kaitlyn Krenik |
Categories: death, grief, loss, missing you, mom, mother daughter,

The Brightest Star

 I always thought
 you would be there to help me

 shop for a prom dress,
 get ready for graduation,
 plan my wedding,
  or raise my own children.

So, now that you're gone,

I look up at the stars.
I realize you are
The brightest star

 and you're still always there
 to guide me.

Poem Details | by Kayla Hamilton |
Categories: death, hope, life, loss, love, passion, sympathy, uplifting, love,

Star-Crossed Lovers

This is a Romer & Juliet Poem.
I love that book.

Victims of fate,
Running out of hope.
Hoping to get back together,
To be with their loved one forever.
Wishing to hold on to each other,
These star-crossed lovers. 

The plans that never worked,
The ideas that had failed.
Soon this entire fate,
Will bee mislead cause of their demise.
Wishing to kill for one another,
These star-crossed lovers.


Always to be remembered.
This wife Juliet,
And her Romeo.
To love one another,
These star-crossed lovers.
These victims of fate.
They could have had hope.
These star-crossed lovers,
Will always have love.

Poem Details | by Tirzah Conway |
Categories: animals, childhood, death, dedication, devotion, friendship, happiness, loss, petsme,

Lucky White Star

I miss watching my Luck man run,
Sweat glistening in the morning sun;

The smell of leather in the frigid air,
Tossing his head without a care;

The soft sounds of the stable yard,
The only place I let down my guard;

Telling secrets to my horse,
Just letting nature take it’s course;

The confidence he gave to me,
My Lucky boy, my trusty steed;

He leant me courage I never had,
He was always there, through good or bad;

My shoulder to lean on, by best friend,
He was there for me up to the end.

Poem Details | by Francis J Grasso |
Categories: grief, love, star,


A star has faded in the light as morning brought an end to night. Now nothing there to mark its place where it lived its life in perfect grace. And when the day turns back to night without a star to shine its light, How will the earth learn to replace the star it held in warm embrace?
written 01.11.2017

Poem Details | by Lu Loo |
Categories: death, suicide,

My Shooting Star

Lonely as a lost bird you are, dreams of lightening from afar- To say you’re sad doesn’t make it right, stepped in the ring yet lost the fight- One day you’ll be my s h o o t i n g star. The m o m e n t you step in that car, will be the last and leave a scar- You’ll be so close but out of sight... SUICIDE WINS Went for a walk stepped in a bar, watched a sad man play his guitar- With each drink your soul did excite, then l e f t and got high as a kite- Laid down became my shooting star... SUICIDE WINS Date Written: September 14, 2016

Poem Details | by Morgan Tate |
Categories: absence, addiction, beauty, betrayal, body, change, conflict, confusion, cry, dark, depression, emotions, fear, feelings, freedom, future, grief, how i feel, introspection, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, self, sin, star, stars, write, writing,


i’m lost.

wandering my mind, hollow now.

secrets tucked in the seams, invisible to passer-bys.

each step leaves an imprint behind,

dust settling into the crevices left by my toes.

the world empty,

immune to stolen glances between souls and half-hearted exchanges.

peace swept away,

pushed to the side by an old broom of straw and wood.

oxygen dissipates,

I try hard,

harder to breathe.

but all that is left to soothe my lungs

is the empty, grey air,

void of the warmth of shared space

sometimes I sneak away

to send a fluid rush to my veins,

entrancing my mind in a fictional fantasy.

alone, I bathe in my secrecy,

cleansing my skin with vibrant truths.

Poem Details | by Billy TheKidster |
Categories: education, sciencedeath, heart, death, heart,

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

Twinkle twinkle little star.
I no longer wonder what you are.
Because of one much like you who died so very long ago,
the Milky Way and all its contents to that departed star we all owe.
Your sister died and through her death she created the birth
of other stars, our solar system as well as all life here on earth.
If I were to witness the death of a star
my heart would be so filled with such great adulation.
For if I were to witness the death of a star
I'd be witnessing a moment much like our creation.
So the next time someone asks you where you're from
tell them that you come from a place very far.
A far away place out there in outer space,
Created in the heart of a star.

Poem Details | by Warner Baxter |
Categories: beauty, celebrity, death, loss, memory, murder, tribute,



Poem Details | by Rev. Elizabeth Anderson |
Categories: christian, death, god, star,


If I knew I would die tomorrow, 
What would be my actions today?
Would I hide behind closed doors,
Light a candle to God and pray?

Or try to fill each hour,
With remembrance of my life,
Focusing on the beauty and pleasures, 
Or try to understand the pain and strife.

I think I would walk this earth,
With eyes that at last can see,
Knowing death comes to all,
Granting peace, sets us free.

I believe God has a plan,
From the moment of my birth,
And because of my faith in Him,
I have assurance of rebirth.

If I die tomorrow, 
Do not grive for me,
For I'll be with my Lord,
In tranquillity. 

Poem Details | by Andy Morfett |
Categories: bereavement, dance, fantasy, heartbreak, imagination, night, uplifting,

Star Dancer

You dance amongst the stars:
I watch you nightly from my bed
Imagining your light footsteps 
As you leap and twirl balletically
Through galaxies 
And over planets
With the poise and grace 
That made you so special
When you were mine on earth.
You were gone too soon. 
But my loss is the universe’s gain
Together we love and admire you

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: death, inspirational, love, passion,


Her external beauty
matches her internal one;
I call her a brilliant star
so unique, majestic and pretty.

In her delicate, affectionate and womanly embrace:
love is expressed immensely,
as I feel loved with a praise...
remembering her with that certain spark of sensuality.

Other women have loved me honestly and sweetly,
but not enough to create a lasting bond...
to start a legacy perpetuated in memory
as of those who can be recognized in any crowd.  

Humble woman of unsung virtues, I will adorn, at last...
your strands of gray hair with beautiful diamonds:
if neither honor nor glory will be given before your death:
I will proclaim you a brilliant star...the envy of  others!  

Poem Details | by Vickie Hurtt - Thayer |
Categories: death, devotion, heaven, i love you, i miss you, love, pain, sorry, soulmate, star, suicide,

His Broken Wings

he stepped inside,
his heavy life, 
had weighed him down,
she cried,

all the while,
his finger,
banned in gold,
a shine he leaves behind,

he takes his memories,
to the other side,
her diamond lights,
a dark, dark sky,

It's to remind,
she'll be waiting,
her angel wings arrive.


Poem Details | by Ashlyn Mundell |
Categories: life, love, science, star, strength, stress, sympathy,

When You Look Into the Stars

When you look into the stars,
You see their inner beauty.
When you look into the stars,
You see another world.

The stars that you see,
Are one thousand years old,
But they still stare upon us,
Young and not bold.

When you look into the stars,
All you see are the stars,
When you look into the heavens,
You see another world.