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.


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