Horrific beauty,
paints the canvas of the open sky
Strokes of light and stars
Fall across, brushed to near perfection.The stars are falling!
What do I do?
Do I pray for a desire I want?
Greedy to snatch up the heavenly glory
That hung as light for millions of years!The stars are falling!
A wish is gone; for it sizzles into nothing.The glow that radiated has burnt out.
The lights fall dim,
As the silence grows loud,
The feeling within is grim
As stars fall: void of any sound.
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The Mind Of KL
PoetryRandom thoughts, quotes and poetry that fill my vast imaginative mind...