She whispered my name as stardust fell from her eyes. I looked up, my breath weak, hoping, wishing. ‘I don’t want to die,’ I said weakly. I saw the starlight drop from her eyes. ‘You won’t,’ she replied. And died. My sky went black and I started breathing again. Gone was the starlight.
it was bright out….i could hardly believe how bright, considering it was 1 am, but oh…the stars there were nothing like the stars back home. It’s amazing how much ambient light can ruin the night sky. I had never realized how many stars there really were until that night.
Guided by starlight, we made our way through the dense forest to a hilltop. We counted our group to discover that two were missing, but no one dared to go back in lest we encounter the gnarled old man with pointed teeth wearing the long, velvety red cape. A flock of birds rose above the trees as a wolf howled off in the distance.
at night u can see starlight only a clear night with no clouds. its really romantic usually if there arent many mosquitos like i nthis summer, they can really scre up the romance…its also a Muse’s song.. i like ti very much xD lol
I cannot see the wonders of starlight because I live in a city. A city that is filled with its own “starlight.” Oh the wonders of technology that shine upon us. Only, I will never wish upon this artificial light.
When the starlight broke through the evening clouds and hit my cheek the only thing I could think was that this was exactly where I was supposed to be. Here. Right now. No where else.
starlight shown down upon the field where I lay. trees swayed back and forth as the night whispered of events untold. in my mind the words kept repeating, “I’m never drinking that much again.”
We were laying in his grass, his hands on my stomach, and I smiled. He looked up and told me that the star to the right of the moon, was OUR star. Our symbol, our little piece of the sky. That was the moment I knew I fell in love with him, under the stars.
it came as a blue shine in the sky metallic. and leading astray thoughts to any reality. a poem. a light blue dress. she danced and i took her dainty hand lightly, cavorting in the stars.
The Starlight Cruise Ship sailed throughout the ocean, boasting it’s pure amazing-ness (for lack of a better word) to all of the other small ships, who might as well have been safety rafts for all that it cared.
Starlight. Warum ist da sofort dieser Express in meinem Kopf? Fliegt durch das Weltall, von einem Licht zum anderen. Schwärze und Leere zwischen den bunt funkelnden Sternen, Lichter des Schiffes gleiten vorbei in die Tiefe der immerwährenden Nacht.
The stalight riaings down on me from its perch in the sky. I stare up at it as it falls around me, each prick is like a heavenly blessing. The night sky is lit with streams of silver light, falling elegantly to slam on the ground in a mulittude of shattered hopes.
Starlight, star bright… she squeezed her eyes tightly shut and wished with everything that was in her. “I wish I was a normal elf,” she whispered to herself and to the lucky star above her.
the starlight shone on top of me making my sorrow glisten in the beautiful light. Why I wondered i have such a beautiful light when i never deserved it. I felt horrible from within for all the things i had done. I didn’t deserve this beautiful world i deserved to die.
star light star bright first star I see tonight wish i may wish i might have the wish i wish tonight.
How many of us have gazed up at the sky late and night and whispered prayers under our breath, in hope that someone above us would hear? What power do those stars have that we so admire and respect? What is so magical about that clean, blue light that the world gets basked in when those pricks of fire light up our night sky?
starlight starlight. I would always make a wish whenever I saw a shooting star. They never fully came true, well at least from my knowledge. I’ve made so many over my life. I’m sure some have come partially true.
someimes when i look in the stars and at the light i remember what it feels like to be young and fun and completely unaware of the life that takes place beyond space
starlght is when stars emit light and they just go around telling people to take thier light bu then one day thay will run out of light and then their light will be pssed on the other stars and thats how the cycle continues, often people get starlight confuzzled with stardust, two seperate things i must say…
the whole of our existence thanks to starlight. sure, the sun would be enough for us to live and grow, but the stars have set us apart from this galaxy and opened our minds up to an entire universe.
Technically, when they did get the light from Sol, that was starlight, too. Even the light that Jupiter reflected to them was Sol’s starlight. But there was quiet beauty in looking out to all the other stars in the heavens.
Starlight, again? I do not understand this starlight. There is nothing special. It is merely light, that shines, like every other light. Is it loved because it twinkles? It is adored because it brings light to the darkness? Starlight means the coolness of night, an escape from the fiery light of day.
The stars are so bright tonight. I don’t want this night to end. I will miss the warmth of the starlight. It burns so bright. I don’t want it to go. Please stay here with me. For tonight.
underneath the starlight, the young couple sat, a lovestruck look on their face as they smiled into each others eyes. happy and content on the beach in the night they had no more desires, only each other that night.
starlight star bright…. wishes. the dark night sky over the lake is a beautiful thing, reflecting on the glassy surface. Only at home, only at night, only in love.
The stars provided so much more light than I had imagined they would. Blinking with exhaustion, I let my head tilt back to look up at the few stars I could make out past the clouds. Wait…clouds. It was going to rain.
The bits and pieces of the falling rock were the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen in her life. The staggering amount of power emanating from them sitting twenty feet away made it hard for her to walk forward. She had struggle against it like struggling against a gale. Even though, she walked and struggled and reached towards the rocks, dying in order to touch the pieces of star.
spotty speckles of light turning out to be galaxies often larger than our own. Mystical and fascinating, the unknown, the possibilities, hope and dreams. fear, insignificance
She whispered my name as stardust fell from her eyes. I looked up, my breath weak, hoping, wishing. ‘I don’t want to die,’ I said weakly. I saw the starlight drop from her eyes. ‘You won’t,’ she replied. And died. My sky went black and I started breathing again. Gone was the starlight.
it was bright out….i could hardly believe how bright, considering it was 1 am, but oh…the stars there were nothing like the stars back home. It’s amazing how much ambient light can ruin the night sky. I had never realized how many stars there really were until that night.
Guided by starlight, we made our way through the dense forest to a hilltop. We counted our group to discover that two were missing, but no one dared to go back in lest we encounter the gnarled old man with pointed teeth wearing the long, velvety red cape. A flock of birds rose above the trees as a wolf howled off in the distance.
There was light that pervaded the trees. A dim sort of illumination that didn’t shine from anywhere.
at night u can see starlight only a clear night with no clouds. its really romantic usually if there arent many mosquitos like i nthis summer, they can really scre up the romance…its also a Muse’s song.. i like ti very much xD lol
I cannot see the wonders of starlight because I live in a city. A city that is filled with its own “starlight.” Oh the wonders of technology that shine upon us. Only, I will never wish upon this artificial light.
Lite up by the starlight night. Lightly starry in the stairs of night. Staring into the starlight night.
When the starlight broke through the evening clouds and hit my cheek the only thing I could think was that this was exactly where I was supposed to be. Here. Right now. No where else.
starlight shown down upon the field where I lay. trees swayed back and forth as the night whispered of events untold. in my mind the words kept repeating, “I’m never drinking that much again.”
We were laying in his grass, his hands on my stomach, and I smiled. He looked up and told me that the star to the right of the moon, was OUR star. Our symbol, our little piece of the sky. That was the moment I knew I fell in love with him, under the stars.
it came as a blue shine in the sky metallic. and leading astray thoughts to any reality. a poem. a light blue dress. she danced and i took her dainty hand lightly, cavorting in the stars.
The Starlight Cruise Ship sailed throughout the ocean, boasting it’s pure amazing-ness (for lack of a better word) to all of the other small ships, who might as well have been safety rafts for all that it cared.
Starlight. Warum ist da sofort dieser Express in meinem Kopf? Fliegt durch das Weltall, von einem Licht zum anderen. Schwärze und Leere zwischen den bunt funkelnden Sternen, Lichter des Schiffes gleiten vorbei in die Tiefe der immerwährenden Nacht.
The stalight riaings down on me from its perch in the sky. I stare up at it as it falls around me, each prick is like a heavenly blessing. The night sky is lit with streams of silver light, falling elegantly to slam on the ground in a mulittude of shattered hopes.
Starlight, star bright… she squeezed her eyes tightly shut and wished with everything that was in her. “I wish I was a normal elf,” she whispered to herself and to the lucky star above her.
the starlight shone on top of me making my sorrow glisten in the beautiful light. Why I wondered i have such a beautiful light when i never deserved it. I felt horrible from within for all the things i had done. I didn’t deserve this beautiful world i deserved to die.
Cmon starlight, give me a break. Trees have other theories tonight. Dogs point their muzzels to the moon.
Gazed into what I couldn’t see til the stars became clear again. Suddenly I could tell the difference between the black wolf and the gray night.
star light star bright first star I see tonight wish i may wish i might have the wish i wish tonight.
How many of us have gazed up at the sky late and night and whispered prayers under our breath, in hope that someone above us would hear? What power do those stars have that we so admire and respect? What is so magical about that clean, blue light that the world gets basked in when those pricks of fire light up our night sky?
Starlight is dim, but plentiful; Homogenous spread of vanilla sprinkles stuck in the lightless soup of sky.
starlight starlight. I would always make a wish whenever I saw a shooting star. They never fully came true, well at least from my knowledge. I’ve made so many over my life. I’m sure some have come partially true.
someimes when i look in the stars and at the light i remember what it feels like to be young and fun and completely unaware of the life that takes place beyond space
starlght is when stars emit light and they just go around telling people to take thier light bu then one day thay will run out of light and then their light will be pssed on the other stars and thats how the cycle continues, often people get starlight confuzzled with stardust, two seperate things i must say…
the whole of our existence thanks to starlight. sure, the sun would be enough for us to live and grow, but the stars have set us apart from this galaxy and opened our minds up to an entire universe.
Technically, when they did get the light from Sol, that was starlight, too. Even the light that Jupiter reflected to them was Sol’s starlight. But there was quiet beauty in looking out to all the other stars in the heavens.
even though i have already had this one, here it goes.
starlight, starlight.
why must we fight?
the sun coming up,
oh well.
The sky,almost day by this point, sits above the both of us, and I think that by now we both know the night is over.
“So, what now?”
one day, i wish i could just gaze outside with you, with you under my arm, with cute kisses as they are inevitable. under the starlight.
I went outside of the hose suddenly something increable light glowd in me …
Starlight, again? I do not understand this starlight. There is nothing special. It is merely light, that shines, like every other light. Is it loved because it twinkles? It is adored because it brings light to the darkness? Starlight means the coolness of night, an escape from the fiery light of day.
The stars are so bright tonight. I don’t want this night to end. I will miss the warmth of the starlight. It burns so bright. I don’t want it to go. Please stay here with me. For tonight.
I make a wish by it.
Breathe it in like a mist.
Clearing up my sinuses.
I read by it.
And let it guide my way.
Through life.
Through the cosmos.
Starlight, a dead glow. The gleam reeling it’s way to earth, already perished. White dwarf unseen, a galaxy of streetlamps in the cities.
starlight, star bright
last star, it feels so right
I wish you peace
I wish you fright
make me see the stars tonight.
underneath the starlight, the young couple sat, a lovestruck look on their face as they smiled into each others eyes. happy and content on the beach in the night they had no more desires, only each other that night.
starlight star bright…. wishes. the dark night sky over the lake is a beautiful thing, reflecting on the glassy surface. Only at home, only at night, only in love.
The stars provided so much more light than I had imagined they would. Blinking with exhaustion, I let my head tilt back to look up at the few stars I could make out past the clouds. Wait…clouds. It was going to rain.
The bits and pieces of the falling rock were the most beautiful thing that she had ever seen in her life. The staggering amount of power emanating from them sitting twenty feet away made it hard for her to walk forward. She had struggle against it like struggling against a gale. Even though, she walked and struggled and reached towards the rocks, dying in order to touch the pieces of star.
beautiful sky, me sitting on a grass watching the stars fall as I drink a bottle of whine by myself, because I don’t have any friends
spotty speckles of light turning out to be galaxies often larger than our own. Mystical and fascinating, the unknown, the possibilities, hope and dreams. fear, insignificance