Perhaps one of the most powerful motivators of a poet is the dark night speckled with thousands of stars that are infinity far. These bright dots of light have been the eliminator of the creative block not just for poets, but for artists as well. Vincent van Gogh was mesmerized by it. So we decided to write an anthology of poems about stars and love.
The reason, I think, about the magnificence of stars is how they widen our horizon. Inside a room, you can hardly see anything beyond a few meters. The same goes for outside. The roads, trees, etc have a limit.
But there is no limit when it comes to stargazing. And when you look at a star, that is millions of miles away (at least), your gaze, your horizon spans as far as the universe goes. And this is the source of the magic and the inspiration of these poems.
What’s more fascinating about these stars is that everything we see around us, from the cars to the people we meet and love, are all made up of stars. Some stars died in a time that is unimaginably far away from us. These stars shattered themselves, spreading the stardust in all corners of our solar system. Every mineral, organic compound is a gift from the long-gone stars. So we have a kinship with these dots of light in the night sky.
Dots and dices
The dots, the shimmer
The silver speckled night
In the darkness that engulfs
These dots make it bright
So small, and seems insignificant
And the darkness rise
But there’s something more to it
Beyond the scope of life
The stars show that there is hope
Even in the darkest of time
No darkness can put out
The powerful speckled light
And when it comes to hope, it always runs
And the stars never play dice
Stardust
Illuminated punctures on a
Dark covering cloth
Early visits from the light my eyes behold
As the imminent dusk starts to fall
And a forgotten kinship I’m reminded of
As the Stardust that made me
Answers their call
The night goes, stars rest
About hope, I’ve learned a lot
From the daily demise of the dawn
And the rise of the dusk
And watching it go on and on
The night comes, the night goes
But the stars are always there for
Us and our eyes to see
We just forget it sometimes, that’s all
So the night will come,
there’s nothing that can be done
The smiles and laughter will die
But they rise again with the call
So look at the stars, their light is the love
And the sky is bright by the sun
When the stars are gone
A cold night
I want to sit down
Under some day’s sky
Look up at whatever I see
And look what I’ve left behind
The love that courses through my vein
The love that fills my life
And I shall see the stars
The familiar stars that saw me cry
And I’ll tell them all about my pain
But at that moment, there will be a smile
And the stars will shine brighter than before
Seeing how their love and presence
Saved a life.
Made of stars
My love for stars is eternal
Like the stars are eternal themselves
Born, burn and blast
But they never reach a conclusive end
They shatter what they had
Their body reaching far
And with each bit of their broken body, they send
A tiny capsule of life to start
Those capsules are naught, but us
Aggregated to form laughter, cries
Aggregated to form hatred and love
The wars we wage, the atrocities we make
We are just a form of stars
Either burn to guide the path
Or burn, just to burn.
Our ephemeral life
Of eternal life that we desire
What are we in front of these stars
They see millions of us born and die
And with not a speck of age in their fire
These magnificent creatures of red and blue
Confound me in dichotomies
So small yet so large
There’s so much more than the eyes could see
They burn and blast and devour other stars
Yet they have the gentle glow
That gives life and lets life live.
A sky full of ghosts
These twinkling, teary lights above
Tells tales of million years old
Massless messengers running so fast
Brings so many messages from the glow
What is there, where the eyes run
Where the senses fail
Where these stars burn
What world do you nourish, or ravage
Our dear cousins of the sun
Put my head up, look at the lost world
In the search for something that lived in the past
Or perhaps what holds for us in the future
In this mesmerizing shine, I seek
Some love and some hope
Looking for an answer to my future
By asking questions to a sky full of ghosts
Burning desire
Like the stars burn eternally
In a bright fire
My love shall take on any storm
For it is no less than that fire
I have given it all
My everything that resides inside
For nothing is more important
Than my only desire
So take my hand and heed to my love
And look at the stars eternal fire
Cold is the night, but the stars shine bright
And so will be my burning desire.
Stellar love
You’re my world
You’re not from this world
And how did you manage
To take everything from me
Yet made me love
What’s with the sky
Why do the stars shine
So bright
Is it your magic above
Is it something about your love
I’m here on Earth
But with you I feel the heaven above
So strong is your gravity to keep me here
Such is the essence
Of your stellar love
Fervent fever of fire
It is this fire
that burns in me
when I look upon thee
those beautful blue stars
the glaring red ones
the orange that puts life in matter
the tiny ones that put hope in my arms
The fervent fire shall burn
for it is the only which has taken me this far
and if the journey ends, I know my next home
I shall be nestled in the warm fire of the stars
That was it for the poems. Once again, these poems are exclusive to Wordsrum, written by the talented writers of our group. This means that you will not find these poems anywhere else. For more original poems that are bite-size short, you can follow us on our original instagram page by clicking the button below.