There’s No Poetry Left

 

The moon’s illumination in the dead of the night

A hauntingly peaceful sight

Dimming light, flickered one last time

The stars are falling from the sky

Disappearing as quickly as they appeared

The sun’s bright light masks the stars

Fooling those who sleep through the night

A poet’s soul, just like the stars

Is buried deep and lost in space

 

 

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