The End

[Christian Exodia]

It was the final pages, the sunset of an old day.
The fireflies were gathering around a single tree, ready to play their soundless song.
I looked on curiously as the small animals tucked in their burrows, closed for the winter.
Smiling was the crescent moon, with two stars forming a face.

I walked outside in the freeze, watching the stars almost dance around as they formed their constellations
Orion. Pisces. Capricorn. Cupid fired his arrow to make me have my only love.
I was very sure that it was time for bed, so I went away from my friends.
So I climbed in and tucked my eyes shut.
A light engulfed me. I was curious as the blazing chariot of light heating our planet wasn't up.
But ever still, my peaceful slumber was now an eternal sleep.
My life was now with the stars.

How did I do?

[Kōsuke Ueki]

I'm impressed. There are very little poets known here on YCM. You decide to be open with your skills. And I respect you for that. I myself am a poet, but I only made one as of now, based around the story of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde.

[AsianGuy1137]

Some of the wording is awkward and the rhythm doesn't flow very smoothly, but it's poetry so who really cares right? It does do a good job in taking a unique approach in describing a somewhat morbid subject, and that's pretty much what really matters so good job. The reason why it might seem like there are 'very little poets' known on YCM is because this isn't really a place to share poetry as compared to places like online-literature.org and what little poetry we do have is usually found concentrated at the poetry corner in the literature section of the forums. You might want to post this there if you want to get more feedback on your poetry, but I rarely see people comment on the poems displayed (at least not mine).