Return, sisters!
Contained am I between two spheres. My sibling stars,
clustered in the dark realms, against the growing storm.
Clouds of thunder choke my vision as I wait for a clearing.
Come out! Come out! I know you will come back to your big sister!
Crumbling below my sphere, my sibling flowers, or rather,
corpses of my siblings. Their youth is forever gone to time.
Clocks halt by my will. If I pause the stream, they may return.
Clean corpses remain, no longer at their peak.
Yet if I cast a shield on them against the streams of time, they will remain.
Corpses perfectly youthful will stay if contained from time.
I will cherish you forever, my siblings.
Even if you hide or crumble,
I will never cease to wait for your return.
I'll wait forever.
Always.
Always.
The stars stay cloaked despite her gaze,
the flowers wilt despite halted days.
To see her sisters is her yearn,
centuries pass, they shall not return.
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Poems by me lol
PoésieA few years ago I had to write some poems and short stories for a creative writing class so I'm just going to put them here too. I apologize in advance for how bad they are.
