Death of a Star

In a soft, hidden niche of heavens,
you levitate in infinity’s embrace,
burning with your fiery tunic
with the astral winds on your face!

Within the crimson and the vermillion
lies your throbbing heart, your cyclone,
A sweetheart’s blood rushes in your veins,
molten gold sings in decibels unknown.

How many flights your messengers take!
and how their legs run deep!
Yet with every other journey they embark,
their feet keep losing their keep!

Two immense invisible fountains,
one which consumes another,
that are like arms outstretched,
and any metal core do brother.

Your captivating charm has allured
so many sycophants around your dance,
whirling and dancing along like tops,
pulled by the string of your glance!

They say I am the vestige of a star,
your brother perchance, who still shines,
and I live not for a proton’s worth,
my time is infinitesimal to your primes!

Your reddish flush of weak health,
in the sky of mine scintillates white,
your adamantine dignity in the sphere,
keeps shifting in my black nights.

Slowly your color has deepened
and your heart grown weaker,
but your build has grown larger,
and my eyes are now meeker.

Expanding your inferno to legions undecided,
you explode like imagination may never recite,
into trillions of diamonds and pearls
and a wizened dwarf is your sight.

Every speck of your reach is a grave,
you contain within your ashes lights which last
for times long in my unworthy character,
and those invisible to my unworthy cast.

Tombstones furnaced, that shall roam the cosmos,
forever shall tell of your beauty and law,
It is the way your kind is resurrected,
for mortals of flesh to be in awe.

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