Poems

Beauty

She shone so bright
With stars in her eyes
No diamond as precious-
Beauty beyond compare.

Even Mother was envious.
She sent her down to the ground
To be surrounded but those too blind

And as rare as she was
They never seemed to see.
They left her drowning by herself
in an endless twist of mockery.

She rose with fire
and they finally looked in her eyes
Burning in the flames of her demise
The stars were gone-
But a galaxy was left in its place.