Ok, why did you make this only 5 words that don't even make sense? Acorrding to your other reviews at one point this had some depth...

Loved this, I felt nostalgic after reading it. Nostalcig in a bright, chaotic, frightening way. A wishing upon stars... a futile hope.

Like the imagiry.

First of all, I really like the imagery that this poem invokes, with the stars, and the flaming flory. It's an interesting point, that parents do have detached pleasure, that sometimes they do dump their hopes and dreams on their children. I have two small criticisms: first of all, your writing is strong enough to stand on its own, so you might want to get rid of the bold, spaced words/capitalized words, because they don't quite fit in. Another is that the language is so pretty until you get to the end..."dump your hopes and dreams on" just doesn't quite fit in with the rest of the poem. Anyhow, I like this...good job! Keep writing!

I like this; it has the slow nostalgic feel to it - like slow versions of grunge rock songs but with better lyrics. It makes me think of watching city lights all night long, that glow that gets behind your eyes like from a camera’s flash, it stays and blurs everything together.