METEORA

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Days of meteor rain
claws of light scratching
the black skin of space silently
scraping the hole, the lesion
the wound in a memory
across a light years of heartbeat.
Aching blue moons
remember the musing of sorrow.
Frozen tears hang around the nebulae.
Sad sigh of a dying galaxy
still waiting for them to fall.
The starts are waltzing
against the ebb of gravity.
Dimming like tired eyes.
Here I am watching
until the universe wept it all.
Everything will always fall
leaving with bright scars
that time won’t heal
that darkness can’t seal.

Previously posted at BestPoetry https://www.bestpoetry.website/

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