The Changing Stars in Me
I look up at the stars
And I look
And I look
I see them stretching far and wide
And I look
And I look
I remember how they says the stars change
And I look
And I look
I don't see them so,
I think
And I think
About how the world is changing,
How I am changing, have changed and will change
And I feel the regret, the nostalgia, but also the contentment.
And I look
And I look
For the changing stars in me
👁 3💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.