Anti-climatic By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
The wayward stars surround me.
The visage of the moon may shine through the darkness but the sun makes it possible.
I am nothing but a reflection of you.
I am the moon, and my soul is empty.
A cratered catastrophe, I rise and fall,
but only you begin.
Smile in the darkness and you will not be greeted.
But make a sound, ill-fated warrior, and they will find you somehow.
While the recesses of minds and hearts wander to encompass a living shadow, I will remain.
I am not unbroken.
I am not unchanged.
Make wishes to stars that no longer breathe,
Make promises to friends that no longer care,
Make stars with wishes that you never understood,
Make friends from promises,
and you'll never look back.
Smoldering in the daylight, I will remain.
But I will be forgotten.
The wayward stars surround me.
The visage of the moon may shine through the darkness but the sun makes it possible.
I am nothing but a reflection of you.
I am the moon, and my soul is empty.
A cratered catastrophe, I rise and fall,
but only you begin.
Smile in the darkness and you will not be greeted.
But make a sound, ill-fated warrior, and they will find you somehow.
While the recesses of minds and hearts wander to encompass a living shadow, I will remain.
I am not unbroken.
I am not unchanged.
Make wishes to stars that no longer breathe,
Make promises to friends that no longer care,
Make stars with wishes that you never understood,
Make friends from promises,
and you'll never look back.
Smoldering in the daylight, I will remain.
But I will be forgotten.
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