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The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.
Write a rhyming poem that ends with this line.
Abigail Elmani
1 min read
The popsicles melted as the waves belted. The everlasting feeling of warmth and good, did not provide comfort as it did before. The lies the sky spoke, made teens begin to choke. A place of learning, now a place of demise. A hope and yearning, only belongs to the wise. A promise was broken from beginning to end. A start so sweet, a fate dreading to meet. They speak with such passion, they lie with...
Poetry
YA fiction
sola
The sky is blue
Married to the ground below
No limitations on how far we can go
Mother Nature I call upon
to where can we go?
At night I can only see the stars
Just as I gaze into your eyes once more
I feel a rumination fall on me
The sky feels as if I was to close my eyes forever
My mind is still in one place
My thoughts start to consume the bright star
The sky, full of stars seemed d...
Pam Fahsai
I live in the middle of the night.
No sunlight
touches me
for almost a day.
No one can see
my face.
But the stars,
the night sky,
every single shard,
are the reason why
my world shines so bright.
In black, it becomes alight.
There’s a strange
mystery
that seems to change
what I can see
at night.
Darkness, they call it.
It’s an astonishing sight.
It emits
marvel and wonder,
rain and thunder.
Each...
Rain boy
New Year, new empty promises
New love, new loss
New hope, new disappointments
Put this renewel under microscope
Same old, same old.
Whether it’s love for the game
or love for the culture
You always come up short.
As we march away from our history
We relive massacres of old-new
Women still trampled
Rights thrown asunder
Withering almost seems appropriate.
We draw from the fool
Gambling in fut...
Brie
Tears, fun, despair on repeat,
Many have come and gone akin to memories,
Vast amounts of space grew between us,
Divine timing rightfully work for us,
A heart marked by wounds that will never reopen
A mind clinging to pain, still searching for closure.
Organs remain functional though each breathe a dread
A reality of a life that no one else has read,
I create and destroy unlike my energy,
I desi...
Anna Thinee
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold;
A place once so magical now hurt to behold....
Felina Freydl
Once loved and admired
Now hated and shamed
Founded in heavenly peace
Destroyed by those once beloved
Never given the chance to prove my worth
Seen as unworthy
A mistake
Never enough
Just exciting
Trying to prove myself
Deemed as wrong
Yet knowing the truth
Got hurt recklessly
Feeling the consequences firsthand
Ashamed of the truth
Until you now you were wrong
Crawling back into the shado...
Tina
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold,
A place once so magical now hurt to behold.
The deep night's cadence sounded of peace no more,
And the moon's shine swayed no longer gold.
For even that which I cannot reach, my tears have stained,
The fragments of a heart shattered, I cannot detain.
Yet my arms still reach to the sky,
Weeping to the stars, I beg "What for must I cry?"
Only the wind's...
Fantasy
The Stranger
I met a boy, his name was Rory,
he was covered in blood, tears,
and glory.
He laid in the snow, colored it red,
I gave him a blanket and a stolen
piece of bread.
“It’s hurts” he cried
so I stuffed some snow in
his wound and turned him on his side
“Did we win?” I asked
the planes had gone
gone silent
and the world
seemed just a little
less violent
“We?”
He tightened his bloody hands
aro...
Sunnybock
Gaze at the sky so bright and full of light we are told.
Only refractions now are we are sold.
Where stars used to exist, it travels to us eons old.
The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place so magical now hurt to behold....
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