Men are like stars in the sky
I can admire their sweet faces
Shining under moonlight glow
But I can’t touch them
Jump, run, cry, in vain
I will never get close
To that pretty white rose
But keep on dreaming
Cause I ain’t in hearts
Do stars have hearts?
It’s burning and radioactive
In that hot Hiroshima
I’ll never get a place
Thought i lost my reason
To your obsessive charms
I am endlessly staring
At your moonlike beauty
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Wow.. very nice Noor.. :k:
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thanx, I appreciate your support
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NOOR... Its is Very Good... BUT... If I write this Poem I will Say...
Women are like stars in the sky
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So ON... :)
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Nice selection of words..
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thanx
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Sounds fantastic yet I struggle to comprehend why “men”?
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interesting question, if you read back the poem you can see i use “men” at the begining…this the symbol of the opposite gender (as i am a woman)…plural because any man could be the one for me but i don’t know which one, and after line 5 I am talking about one man only, that I describe as a pretty white rose…with a moonlike face!
So from a general question about men ability to love (me), I am getting personal about the one I love…but that is only a poem! this is not intended to be autobiographic!