Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Starlight (Poem)

I've been writing this poem called starlight in the middle of the night: I do write poetry sometimes but not often; in fact this one isn't particularly typical of me but here we go. Tell me what you think maybe?


The stars crumbled into tiny pieces;
As they fell, the dust slipped through our fingers;
As the mountains exploded beneath us;
We were buried before we could flee.

Sea beds became dry valleys of the dead;
There was not water, but an ocean of bone,
And the sun’s rays could hardly have seized us;
They had burnt out before they could be.

As I watched the sparks fade from your eyes,
I watched the starlight fade from our lives;
I watched the core of the earth start to shrink;
Why did the world die before we could blink?