Falling Star
Blinding are the stars, Unmoving as they are, Tranquility from afar. But when they stir the heavens wake, When they flicker hearts ache, As they twirl the skys quake. When they dance the world falls still, When they dip it gives you chills, As they rush across the sky hearts fill. Their beauty surpasses all, But even the most beautiful stars fall.
This poem is about:
Our world