The stars keep me company
In the dead of night,
For they are dead too;
Ghosts of galaxies,
Cemeteries of civilizations
Never known;
And so I whisper my secrets to them,
Knowing they are gone,
And by the time my words reach them,
I will be too.
Feminist, Writer, Cult Classic
The stars keep me company
In the dead of night,
For they are dead too;
Ghosts of galaxies,
Cemeteries of civilizations
Never known;
And so I whisper my secrets to them,
Knowing they are gone,
And by the time my words reach them,
I will be too.
Kindred. And beautifully wrought.
thank you so much:)
Love this!
glad you like it:)
I really do! 😉
Beautiful like a star
thanks someone!
A melancholic yet beautiful star that captures the heart of the reader!!
thank you for the kind comment:)
Lovely poem. Well done!
thank you Deb:)
Wow, really lovely.
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Wonderful.
thank you:D
My, my, this is beautiful 🙂
thank you:)
It’s a one way conversation and a lovely one at that.
well said!
How do you DO this? I want to be you when I grow up. I wish I wrote like you do. You are a wordsmith.
lolol thank you so much Barb:)
Beautiful!
thank you Melyn:)
Woow!!! It’s beautiful 😍
thanks Sherin:)
Love this one, you truly seem to have a way with the words
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