Stardust-- Fiction

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Stars twinkle.
And humans wish.
Everything about stars are magical.
How can they be so vast, countless?
We seem tiny, diminutive, if we are compared.
I used to wish my problems away.

How come stars get to be stars,
and I have to be an unlucky child?
I did not ask to be born unlucky.
I want to sparkle,
just as stars do.

My preschool teacher said 
something I disagree,
I don't think you can be
anything you want to be.

Stars die.
They explode to create new stars.
That is what I am learning in class.
"Their atoms spread."

The stars of atoms may spread,
and touch many corners of the earth.
Have they touched me.

Thinking about this, 
I feel a light weight on my chest.
We are all made of stardust.
Thinking about that makes me 
feel like I am


  1. *jaw drops* O__O wow. that was beautiful. UGH YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD POET. i mean, i can start poems, and maybe sometimes finish them, but out of all that i have written, only a few ones do i actually admire. seriously. this poem is so good it should be put to music. x x love you, darling.

    1. *blushes* Thank you, Les! Your comment made my day. To be honest, I'm not great at poetry too, but lately, my writing style is writing in verse. Don't worry! You'll get better as time goes on. :) Stay strong and wonderful! xoxo Morning

  2. Amazing and creative post! Love this so much <3

    1. Thank you! I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say... XD

      Stay strong and wonderful, all right? xoxo Morning

  3. Wow, that's super amazing, Morning! Keep up with the fantasticness. I don't think that's a word, but oh well.


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