POEM STARTER

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.

Hidden Blights

The sky is vast


A place meant to last


To let us watch it’s beauty together


It was supposed to be forever


An endless sea of lights


Unmarred by any blights


If only that was true


I hadn’t had a clue


Shooting stars pierced my chest


Left me without rest


Danger hidden behind what appeals


My fate seals


The night never gave me so much pain


I stare up at the sky where I’ve been slain


The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold


A place once so magical hurt to behold.

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