My poetry

Stars

They always say that the stars are beautiful

But why are they that way

Is it from how they shine above our heads

Always out of reach

Or maybe from the sheer perfection of them

They've had centuries to get rid of any flaws

But that must make them so lonely

Watching everything around them wither away

Always knowing that anything they tried to interact with

It would take years to get in contact with it

And by that time

They might have already died out

I wonder

If I was able to live for centuries

Would I understand their pain

Would I be able to fully grasp their loneliness

And the sheer sorrow of having everything around you fade away

Would I only understand this

After watching everything I know and love

Turn to dust

Before my eyes

Stars are beautiful

After having a long time to get rid of flaws

Yes that is true

But no matter how beautiful they are

I don't want to be like them

And I don't think that you would want to be like them either

After all

There is a certain pain and loneliness

In all that serenity

And beauty they show

As they light up the night sky