Ode to the Night Sky - Stars as Poets of the Cosmos - Poem Lyrics in English
Ode to the night sky, a canvas so vast,
Where stars emerge, a poetic contrast.
In the cosmic tapestry, they shimmer and gleam,
The celestial poets of our nightly dream.
Each star a verse in the poem of the night,
A sparkling sonnet, a radiant light.
They dot the expanse with tales to unfold,
In the deep, silent night, their stories are told.
The moon, a lone bard, in its silvery grace,
Illuminates the sky, setting the stage.
With constellations as characters, they play their part,
In the grand cosmic drama, a work of true art.
Orion, the hunter, with bow and with sword,
Chasing the Pleiades, a tale of the Lord.
The Big Dipper, a ladle in the celestial stew,
Stirring the night's wonders, a mythical brew.
The Milky Way, a river of stardust and dreams,
Carries us along on its celestial streams.
And meteors, comets, they streak through the night,
Like shooting stars, leaving trails of light.
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| Ode to the Night Sky - Stars as Poets of the Cosmos - Poem Lyrics in English |
Ode to the night sky, where wonders abound,
Where the universe's secrets are often found.
Stars as poets of the cosmos, they write,
A poem of existence, in the vast sea of night.
So let us gaze up, with wonder and awe,
At the stars that inspire, the cosmic grand flaw.
In the night sky's verses, we find our own place,
As stardust beings, in this infinite space.
Oh, night sky adorned with a jeweled array,
A canvas of wonders that takes breath away,
Stars, you are poets of the cosmic domain,
In your twinkling verses, our dreams we attain.
Each night, you emerge from the dark cosmic sea,
Invisible by day, but by night, you set free.
Like poets, you shimmer, your stories unfold,
In the vast, timeless tale, your verses are told.
You dance in constellations, each tale unique,
With myths and with legends, the heavens you speak.
Orion, the hunter, with his bow and his sword,
Your celestial poetry is our eternal reward.
The Milky Way's river, a celestial stream,
Your luminous verses are more than they seem.
Through the vastness of space, you gracefully glide,
Guiding our hearts on a cosmic tide.
And when we gaze up, we're transported afar,
To realms of the unknown, where the ancients once mar,
You inspire our dreams, our hopes, and our schemes,
In your radiant poems, we find endless themes.
So, stars, you're the poets of the boundless night,
Your verses ignite our imaginations' light.
In the stillness of darkness, your beauty we find,
Ode to the night sky, where stars forever shine.
Ode to the night sky, a celestial canvas so grand,
Where stars emerge, like poets of the cosmic land.
They twinkle and shimmer, their stories to share,
In the ink-black expanse, a poetry rare.
Each star a verse, in the eternal rhyme,
Painting constellations, a tale through time.
With stardust ink, they scribe their lines,
In the boundless pages of cosmic designs.
Orion, the hunter, with his belt so bright,
A warrior's story, written in starlight.
Cassiopeia's chair, a queen's regal throne,
In the night sky's poetry, her legend is known.
The Milky Way, a river of dreams it seems,
Flowing through the cosmos, like a river of dreams.
A spiral of stars, in a dance so divine,
In the ode to the night sky, they eternally shine.
The moon, a poet's muse, in her silvery glow,
Inspires lovers and dreamers, wherever they go.
Her phases, like verses, waxing and wane,
In the night sky's sonnet, her beauty sustains.
Planets, like stanzas, in the cosmic array,
In the ode to the night sky, they find their say.
Jupiter, Mars, and Venus in line,
Writing their chapters in the celestial rhyme.
And in the darkest of nights, when the sky is clear,
The stars tell their stories for all to hear.
In the language of constellations, they quietly confess,
The secrets of the cosmos, in their celestial address.
Ode to the night sky, where poets of old,
Found inspiration in stories, and their verses unfold.
In the vastness of space, where dreams take flight,
The stars as poets, in the canvas of night.
