Star Signs

Daze 1/5

Star Signs

Looking into the books

Searching for random words 

My mind kept asking

Where are you?

Blissful moments 

Sunday cold nights

Talking on the phone

Searching for random words

Star Signs

Searching for you 

For reasons 

For all the things

For you 

For you 

For you 

Strumming my guitar

Singing songs of new and old

Wishing you could hear

The tunes of my lonesome heart

Searching for the meaning 

Random words coming off my mind

Oh, My Star Signs, Star Signs

Sharing the same core

The same ground

The same gravity

Sharing the same sky

The same Sun

The same Moon 

Looking up above searching for star signs.

Another day of so-called freedom

With no more heartaches

And no more pain

My Star Signs, Star Signs

Oh, We used to talk about it, 

Praying to God 

That life will go on fine.

Author's Note

reviews are welcome, let me know your thoughts :D

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This sounds like what many people are moaning about . . . being separated from loved ones . . . it has become a central theme to so much writing & commentary! You convey this curse in a way that lets us feel the sad longing, but mostly there's a sense of hope in finding the "connections" . . . we all see the same moon . . . so overall your poem feels hopeful. Sometimes we can be more connected by "the signs" than in everyday life where people rush thru their connections & take physical contact for granted. Merry Christmas! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[YanZeros]

Thank you so much Ms. Margie, for your reviews! Merry Christmas 🤗🎁🎄

[Kim S.]

Strumming my guitar
Singing songs of new and old
Wishing you could hear
The tunes of my lonesome heart

I enjoyed this part, This is a wonderful write

[YanZeros]

Thank you Miss B. 🙂