Bright Star

For my Niece Kay

Oh, little bright star
That shines so bright
Why can you not
See your own light

It beaming with rays
Brilliant and white
Glowing beautifully
A stunning sight

A twinkle that glows
Dancing with glee
A shiny speck
For all to see

Oh, little bright star
That shines so bright
Why can you not
See your own light

It’s filled with love
A warmth aglow
A sparkle at night
That always shows

It silvery gleam
Beams in the night
That lights a path
With bright white light

Oh, little bright star
That shines so bright
Why can you not
See your own light?

Reviews

[AYVID N]

This was such a motivational read. The star is the epitome of brightness and yet it is sadly unable to appreciate its own power. A deep metaphor that was treated beautifully here, it reminds me of those who give light to others inspite darkness looming within them. This is a very noble quality but not always good for those who posses it. They must be reminded of their light, their beauty and goodness. It also reminded me of a loved one who lost her life convinced there was no light in her though she was the brightest and best. A poem that speaks to the reader deeply and has beautiful wording, flow and rhyme.

[Poetic Beauty]

My niece is struggling and is receiving treatment for her depression at the moment. She is a hyper-intelligent, kind and funny girl and I hope and pray she knows just how much this world and our family need her!!

[AYVID N]

I understand the pain of depression. I'm sure her family and loved ones are telling her how much she's loved and needed, everyday. She'll need constant assurance till she gets back her confidence and strength to fight the depression. I wish her all the very best in life and your family too.

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you kindly. Depression is definitely a struggle and I hope she will soon be back to her normal self.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

the choruse/first stanza was absolutely enthralling. it is a very clever philosophical question too - that one cannot see their own glow, one cannot observe their own good deeds. at nightm recently, i admire from my balcony the few stars i can see in the sky. what a simple thing that brings me so much love and peace. tonight is overcast, and i was sad, until i came across this piece. now my sky is filled with stars that your words bring.

[Poetic Beauty]

I love the night sky with the stars and the moon. The brilliant wonder in which it brings to me and all the mysteries it holds

[Starr]

All of us could learn a lesson here, all of has some sort of depression going on in a sort of sense. There is always a glimpse of hope in one and all. I feel the sincere of your words now. Wonderfully written.

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m glad you liked this poem. I wrote it for my niece who was really struggling for awhile and is doing much better now

[Starr]

well, that's good to hear.

[Chris Shaw]

A beautiful poem for your niece and for anyone else who reads it. A wonderful metaphor. Some people are unaware of their own inner light and how they shine for others. Lovely. Happy new year PB.

Chris

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m glad you enjoyed this poem. Many times people do need a reminder of just how special they are. Happy New Year to you as well.

[Lorry]

Well,I am no science boffin, but I reckon the reason might be that as people can't see the brightness that they shine then I'm sure that goes for stars too.
Maybe if they did they couldn't see anything else for their own brightness and although we humans csn wear sunglasses, where would you begin to look for a pair the size of even a little bright star?
I reckon it might be something like a very poor, low quality superpower not to see your own brightness, but maybe that is just to keep 'em grounded and so others can see how special they are!
😃

[Poetic Beauty]

You maybe correct on all those points.

[Yana Larson]

This poem is a gentle and encouraging meditation on self-worth, written with a simplicity and grace that gives it a timeless quality. The repetition of *“Oh, little bright star / That shines so bright / Why can you not / See your own light”* adds a musical, lullaby-like rhythm that feels both comforting and tender.

Its tone and focus on natural imagery are reminiscent of William Blake and Sara Teasdale, poets who often celebrate beauty and purity with a sense of wonder. The poem’s consistent structure and soothing rhyme scheme make it almost chant-like, emphasizing its message of quiet reassurance. Through the star, the poem beautifully speaks to anyone who struggles to recognize their own brilliance, offering a reminder of inherent value and radiance.

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m glad you saw the big picture in this poem and liked the musical flow of this poem. I wrote it for my niece who was struggling deeply

[Yana Larson]

I hope your niece is feeling better. It's wonderful that you're supporting her. It is SO SWEET! Good luck in your artlife. And best wishes for your niece!

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. She is doing much better now

[Yana Larson]

🤗🤗🤗 Great

[Mk.t.g]

"Why can you not
See your own light"

i dont know why but these resonated with me so much, i mean, so many people around you feel insecure and less worthy of getting anything positive. you begin to think why is it that they you can see thier bright glow raditing form all corners, yet they fail to notice it??

on a side-note, loved the poem, and they way you worded it, honestly!!

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you. There are many in this world that don’t see their own light. I’m glad you liked the words written here

[Mk.t.g]

your welcome

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I like this. Stars and candles only burn by consuming the fuel they need. Even the universe has a hierarchy of existence and the light of today pales before a brighter tomorrow. But tomorrow is not today and we must wait, we must endure, we must survive the night if we are to witness the dawn.

[Poetic Beauty]

Star are amazing

[Marie]

A very finely penned allegorical write. It is very rare for any human being to see their own light. Other people's inner light may be visible to them, but not so their own. We rarely acknowledge the power we have within ourselves, but marvel at the power we see in others. We seldom believe in our own strength but never fail to be amazed at the strength we perceive in others. We are made of the same 'stuff' as the stars, yet we see and revere their beauty, but do not concede to our own. Lovely poem and depiction. Thank you for sharing, dear poetess...

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you for you insightful and kind review

[Marie]

Most welcome always, dear poetess

[Gee]

I know a few who struggle with self worth, lack of self esteem and no matter what said to them they will not or cannot change, quite sad. I will screen shot this to show to a friend if okay with you.
Good morning

[Poetic Beauty]

That is perfectly fine with me. I don’t mind you sharing my poem with someone else. And thank you for the kind review. Many who don’t see their worth struggle with depression or some form of mental illness and it is hard to see someone you love struggle with those things that make them feel so sad or unworthy

[Gee]

Tis now framed in her office

[Poetic Beauty]

I am glad she liked the poem and hopefully it will give her a daily reminder that she shines even if she doesn’t see her own bright light