• gelooo 10w

    Dead Stars

    fixed upon the ceiling of the
    cosmos are majestic stars,
    the twinkling gems of a
    night sky

    they have long been the subject
    of poets and artists, with
    a million songs, paintings and
    more poems

    they are the keepers of
    a million kisses from
    budding lovers, staring
    from down below

    yet stars are mere twinkles
    in the sky, nothing but burning
    balls of dull fire and
    nothing more

    stars dim and expire, yet
    they still shine and tell
    the stories of mere lovers and
    the poems of fools