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Fallen Star
A star in dark night sky so long ago
I shone, I burned a bright, radiant glow
I never flickered out nor grew weary
I shone so luminous for you to see
I grew more smitten with each passing day
I watched you as you stole my heart away
You never looked up at me, not a glance
You reveled in my light, I was entranced
I was alone, I wished you were more near
I knew you’d never see me; that was clear
But I still fell for you, out of the sky
I spiraled toward the ground, a firefly
whose light was fading out, flickering fast
I plunged to darkness, neared the Earthen grass
I was not Phaethon, didn’t singe the ground
Like Icarus, my loss just weighed me down
I hit the Earth, a force so strong there bloomed
a thousand shattered cracks as the dust plumed
into the air – the air, which chilled my bones
A brand new, freshly fierce wind southward blown
My warmth was gone, the starlight once inside
was lost, fire replaced with human hide
I lay in my cold crater till the sun
warmed me as it rose on the horizon
You stood above me, sunlight framing you
armor of silver gleamed like morning dew
Your eyes held emotion I didn’t know
The gaze was sharp, yet harder than a stone
You spoke. I did not understand a word
You screamed. I wept. My cries were left unheard
You drew your sword. I could not fathom why
You struck. Your blade slashed deep into my side
My hand came away from the wound stained red
You swung again. My broken body bled
The air was thick with a metallic scent.
I hoped and prayed that this was not the end
My life and light were stolen by my love.
I begged and pleaded to the sun above
I hoped to rise and join the sky again
Instead, I writhed upon the ground in pain.
I looked at you as you knelt oh so close
You took your blade, my blood bloomed like a rose
Emotion, pity, grief, sadness you lacked
Your eyes were cold as earth faded to black.
They say now on some stormy summer nights
the land shines with the terrifying might
of dying stars, a supernova’s glow
On these nights every local’s garden grows
with bloodred flowers, blooming overnight
while the crater remains a barren site
No seed could ever grow in land so marred
by betrayal and blood of fallen stars
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I wrote this the night before my religion final was due. I sat in a café, pulled out my notebook, and wrote the title of my essay. Four hours later, I had two words of my essay, four empty coffee cups, and this poem, which was then comprised of several loose papers. The all-nighter I subsequently pulled (partially from the coffee, mostly from the unfinished essay) was completely worth it.