The end of the night
poem by:
Emily
Written
on Oct 14, 2017
That star can literally be dead Every night you look up into the sky and see the brightest star in the night sky, It's there shining in all its glory Twinkling and orange, But as you admire the brightness of that star, A million miles far away from reality It's dead Dead from all the fame Never truly living until it's gone Dead, and free from the glances and admirers Free to go on without the need to be the brightest No longer having to live up to being the one that twinkled the best, or who had the most amazing color But sooner or later someone will come into the abyss black night and replace that star, Take their place, fill the empty spot, only until they can't take it either Then it repeats
Tags: Inspirational, Metaphor, Depressing, Scary, Pain, Dark, Imagery, Weird, Wishful, Deep,
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Robert Kohlhammer commented on Oct 14, 2017 at 9:04am
A deep observation of our existence.
Ja Ja
commented on Oct 14, 2017 at 2:09pm
A star that dies in outer space
Reclaimed by another in its place
Sounds like the lives, that we share
And when they leave, we are left bare
But someone else does come along
And proves they too,can belong
Thank you for your inspiring poetry
Christopher Russon
commented on Oct 14, 2017 at 7:23pm
Lovely worded poem inwich is symbolic of many thing around us.
Frank Hornby .
commented on Aug 09, 2018 at 3:13pm
Really good poem Emily........the passing of time kills everything...and gives life to everything.....
