The Luckiest Star
Make a wish when you see it shining bright in the night.
The Luckiest Star
They say a million stars were born
in dust and fire, cold and bright,
but one outshone the restless swarm,
a jewel against the endless night.
It spun through storms of silent dark,
unchained, yet never lost its way,
while lesser flames burned out or strayed,
it held its course, it chose to stay.
No comet’s rage, no planet’s pull
could shake its steady silver gleam.
Through time and ruin, still it stood,
a wish, a guide, a quiet dream.
And though the heavens shift and fall,
and fate forgets what once it swore,
the luckiest star will shine through all,
unchallenged, burning evermore.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (7)
Beautiful and stunning poem.
Beautiful work!
Beautiful!
Amazing poem! You’re a lucky writer, you have amazing talent! 🖤💜💛💚
I believe we all have a lucky star to look upon, and your poem makes it possible to do such. Good job.
The notion of a star being lucky not for its brilliance but for its perspective on the universe was beautifully profound.
So good 👏