One Day

One day,
The sky
Will Truly be ours.
One day,
All the stars above,
Will belong to
Us.
And
One day,
We will
Know,
What that
Means.

Reviews

[Davidgeo]

You're a hopeless romantic.

We die in ignorance... transcendence? Mmmm, sounds tasty...

like we made it up... too tasty

*** I liked the poem if you couldn't otherwise tell.

[Bacchus]

To truly have the stars with someone... that is where it's at.
Gazing at them and feeling the same in that same moment.
No more hopes to wish upon them-because it has come true.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

Why does everyone always assume romance in my works?

[Bacchus]

Stars are kinda romantic...
so if as a human race can capture all these balls of gas...
it should sound more, scientific- at least I think.

[Bacchus]

...or maybe you're Mormon?
those are all my ideas.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

Not Mormon. Science has little to do with the philosophy of this. It's more of the "how" this beauty is achieved.

[Bacchus]

intriguing as always... never thought that way before.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

That's what art is supposed to do. Make you think, and make you think differently.

[Bacchus]

Well it did, but only after a short explanation. How could you work that explanation on how you intended it to be read in it?

[The Poet of Black Wings]

By making it longer.

[Bacchus]

The ours is not clear... maybe different wording there will escape the romantic trappings of it.

[The Poet of Black Wings]

Eh, it sounds right. I like it this way.

[Bacchus]

np
it's yours.