POEM STARTER

Submitted by 𝙰.𝙴. π™²πšŽπš™πš‘πšŠπšœ

'The sun grew weary of seeing men squander its light'

Use this sentence in a poem or short story. What themes could you explore with this idea?

Necessity

You always drank up the spotlight


And I was your gleaming muse


You spun me around


And watered me down


Like a poor man drinks his booze



And even the sun grew weary


Of seeing men squander it’s light


Still we orbit our lives around her


Because there is no life without her


Just perpetual night



Don’t live like your lost without me


Don’t bring me down to your eye


Just love me as is


And light your own wick


And don’t you dare orbit my life

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