The long awaited day had finally arrived.
Seven bright eyed adventurers were to embark on a brilliant trip;
that cold winter's morning.
Their elation was what kept the blood pumping through the seven's veins,
as they boarded the shuttle.
The crew was so eager to discover what was unknown to them!
Individually, each of the seven, had visualized this day for years.
The day they thought of and longed for was finally here.
Their thirst, for adventure and discovery, in their hearts, would wholly be quenched!
Finally they would discover new things, satisfied their souls would be.
But at the shuttle's lift off;
little did they know, they would discover more than they had ever dreamt.
The seven on that craft, would discover what no one alive knew.
Seventy-three seconds after the flight embarked,
deep colors filled the sky, and smoke melted the schemes together.
Witnesses were confused and still at the sight of the fact.
Oddly enough, the dreams of something so beautiful could end so quickly;
but the hues as lovely as the thought.
Most of this is sad, any TW will be at the start of them
I'm a 17 y/o just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :]
(Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)