“Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?”

My head whips up to the sky, my eyes squinting as I look at the bright star,

Simply a blurry bulb.

How can a star, in fables and tales, of love and life, ever get lonely?

For it may be in the vastness of blue,

Eyes have forever embraced its body....

Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?

Floating around brightly without a care

Do You think it knows just how important it is?

As big as it is and How much we need it to live

Do you think it knows it’s level of inspiration ?

How it rises each day for each generation

Do you think it knows how much it’s admired ?

How both its brightness and warmth are desired

Do you think it shines it’s br...

Do you think the sun gets lonely up there

do you think he wants a friend

Does he feel far away

unloved

and alone

Does he need a friend

to hug him tight

and tell him he’s ok

Does he need anything

or nothing at all

Does the sun want to be left alone

to shrivel up and die

kill us all in the process

we almost stick together

right?

Does the sun want family

to love and to care

children of his own

a l...

Do you think the sun gets lonely up there,

Trying to show the lesser stars that they too can radiate at the same frequency?

I’ll bet the moon is tired of changing the tides

Just to feel low when they’re high.

Memories of summer keep me warm.

I remember the heat,

Feeling sensual in the sense I wanted to rip off my skin

To feel lighter in spirit.

I wanted something within me to be luminous

Like th...

“Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?”

Well, obviously.

The sun never gets a break.

Even when the sun stops shining for _you_

The sun is expected to shine for someone else.

The sun doesn’t get to sleep.

The sun doesn’t get the cool refresher of the night.

The sun doesn’t even know that exists.

The sun keeps shining, shining, shining.

Because that’s its only purpose,

That’s the only reason y...

“Do you think the sun gets lonely up there?” Maria said as she laid next to Marshont.

“Do you think her lover is the Moon?”

Marshont says in reply.

The two laid in silence for a brief moment before looking over at one another.

Gazing into each other’s eyes they both smile.

Maria reaches over to grab Marshont’s hand when suddenly they hear a big commotion outside in the courtyard.

The two sit ...

My arms are moving on wide arks, dashing lines across the board. The chalk leaves dust in the air, my hands flying through the clouds, scrawling wildly, as if my last moments are here and these are my final words. My eyes are flicking between points, erasing, redrawing, erasing, more lines. I’m out of breath and my arms hurt, but I’m not done. So close, but not done. Finally, I draw the last line....

Does the sun get lonely

In the bright blue sky, the only.

It looks down on us bellow,

Not letting its feelings show.

The sun shines brightly,

Fading softly nightly,

Only to rise again,

Wondering when-

Will these men

Ever learn?

The sun stands alone,

The weight of time, a heavy stone,

Wandering the only path it’s ever known,

Across the sky it calls its own....

Do you think the Sun gets lonely up there?

What does he do but sit

And grin upon this world for eternal day?

Do you think the Sun gets angry up there

Watching forever the rise and fall of nations,

The depravity of Earth’s vain creatures?

Do you think the Sun ever thinks to himself,

“One small flare, one microscopic point

In the scope of the Universe would blot this madness from my sight”?

I thi...

i always put him up on a pedestal

“he’s the greatest!”

“super nice guy!”

comparing us day by day

i never thought i could reach him

one afternoon he opened up

spoke of issues i never even thought

somone like him could have

_then_

you said something i could never forget

**“do you think the sun gets lonely up there?”**

_i had never even questioned it_

it’s so high up

tall and mighty

that no one ...