The Neutron Star

Cursed be thou, Unholy Times!

To leave a dismal mess-

To sow a rose, the purest white,

In Saharan wilderness!

Shooting well, thou sent a star.

Flickering, the slightest bit,

It sent shivers down the spines

Of grotesque brutes beneath.

Bright it dazzled all about

Little the Woods did know

A luminous soul, so profound,

Was to bid Adieu.

What fairness was to be had

Of bawdy Destiny

Leaving a child unchaperoned

In the beastly company?

Cold and icy winds had blown

Upon the flowing stream

#RIPping into oblivion

Forsaking was the scheme.

Lonesome Musings built their nest

And Despair was the guest.

Heartless lots were merrying;

The heart was hanged to rest.

Could the hands be more idle?

Lifting a spirit high

Was easier to accomplish than

Picking a phrase to cry.

A lonely star

Sits in the sky

It starts to flicker

and begins to cry

A lonely star

looks down on us all

It takes a step 

and starts to fall

A lonely star

blinks his goodbyes

his light goes out

Can you catch a star

An unlucky line untraced

A mad soul that won’t be erased

Without a prick of blood

The tears of the sorrowful

That weep tonight

Lets fall in the silence

For we are in reverie

Deep down