Writing Prompt

Behind a sky full of stars that seems dead and cold with life that we don’t know what will hold

Is tears behind the sky that was once so magical but now hurts to behold just like life folds into the depths of darkness and lights full of fright at midnight...

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**Whispers of Tomorrow**

The dawn the dawn spills gold upon the land spills gold upon the land,

A gentle touch, a guiding thfar beyond the seas.

The stars once spoke in hushed delight,

Their shimmering words of endless light.

Hope still lingers, soft yet bold,

So as the future is yet to unfold....

Damals mit Freunden unter dem riesigen Sternenhimmel. Auf dem Weg nach Süden kam man sich so klein und unbedeutend in all diesen Galaxien und Unweiten des Raums vor. Und nun gibt es nicht einmal mehr Sterne über dem Himmel von Berlin. Es gibt keinen Weg mehr ans Meer. Die Stadt als Gefängnis. Der Park als Gefängnishof. Die Welt ohne Sterne, ohne Galaxien, ohne Weite, ohne Vorstellungskraft. Die Ze...

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical,

Now hurt to behold.

To behold the dark night,

Stary skies,

And all of that magic now,

Gone.

The magic was what held this place together,

The bubbling magic,

The charming towers,

I could just stare at it all for hours.

Now that all of that is no more,

I wonder what was it was all for?

All alone in the dark,

We have all lost our ...

Dirty, weaved rope from the hammock holds a choke now. It’s all in the name of discipline though, a place where character shows.

Solitary nails placed hurt into inanimate. There truly is no use in the noise or explaining it.

I do not wish only pleasure to persuade me, yet the thrill of a sharpness isn’t minute. I could muster up quite a stew with just a few brew.

Dickerson bay, who monsterrize...

Oh estranged city,

You used to be so pretty

With a colorful dawn

That was lifting the sky

That looked like it was painted or drawn

When emeralds and sapphires would fly

That height no one can defy

No gravity no matter how high

Where the stars were touching

But now there crumbling all the way to the ground

Now darkness, now a monstrous sight

What a fright

It took away all the light

A city...

Stargazing was never a moment I adored,

I betrayed a friend of a friend and seemed to be so cold,

I wondered and figured why I wasn’t meant to be told,

That I was a misunderstood person yet so carried in my soul,

Too arrogant and over perceived, I vowed the carriage of my acts will be sold,

Sold too anybody who wants or desires it, I couldnt care too much to mourn,

I loved a man yet lost him to a ...

Once upon a time, fields seemed to go on forever.

Skipping through dancing grass,

White Lillie’s pure, young, and clever.

Just me, and in the distance a lonely lass.

As I approached she looks down,

I match her gaze, we stare at the ground.

In the end, we became friends.

For years we made amends.

Things change, hairs grey, life fades.

My life stayed. Now the grounds cold.

I run my fingers over...

The sky’s dark & dead

Empty

Who killed off the stars?

Satellites in the galaxy show nothing

No meteorites, asteroids, shooting stars

There is no movement, no sound waves, no any waves

It seems the universe has shut down

Lights are dimming down

Turning off

We have limited time

The blackness seems to reach out for forever

Darkness haunting the sky

The sun has disappeared

Where is everyone?

What ...

The sky full of stars seemed dead and cold; a place once so magical now hurt to behold.

They spoke to me soft and slow, with a story to be told.

The darkness transcends like the fires of the sun

Though I do not yearn with desire for it, the darkness makes my blood run.

My heart does not beat nor pump

I am only alive out of frantic spite and luck.

Must we not forget darkness soon fades to light

Whe...