On a Star

Reality is overrated.
I live on a star,

Where we dance all the time
Barefoot and clothed in long feathers of light

There is no dull, only extraordinary

Life on this star is an endless symphony

Everchanging from lullaby to enterprise to sorrow

In joy we blissfully burn, but when meloncholy we glow
Everything has a special shine that doesn't exist on your Earth
There is no death, only birth

Sometimes we leap off to swim in the black of the sky

There is no depression; only calm, bittersweet tears do we cry

There is no speech, only song

On this star is where I belong.

Reviews

[Cristina Moldoveanu]

Very beautiful, serene, peaceful, I am impressed. It is like a dream shining in the forest of my memories.

[Owlgirl]

I love this one. You may want to look at the length of the lines to keep the flow consistant, though it already has a nice rythm. I love your use of punctuation and wording and the sweet/meloncholy tune that seems to play in the background while reading is lovelu. Great job!

[TC Dunn]

"bittersweet tears do we cry" very pretty. Such beautiful sadness in this poem. Very touching though.

[P.S.Chance]

I really like this and am so glad I happened upon it! Thank you, Aria.

[Mary]

Can I go live there? at least in my mind? no speech, "only song," quite nice!

[Another Relic]

A spice of imagination is good for the soul. I enjoyed your creations.

[Gurdeep...The Lost]

Optimism...i need that soo much..nice write..)

[MOON]

Yeah dream big , like.. reality is overrated. Flowing verse.

[Diwakar - "The Warrior ..]

Angel ..... belonging to stars..................Nice poem

[just is]

Such a wonderful & beuatiful write.