Black Holes Poem by Felicia Branch

Black Holes



A star within itself imploded.
Gravity at its end, erroded.

All light ceases to exist.
Disappearing in some deep abyss.

Nothing found and nothing gained.
No relief, no certainty, not even pain.

Forever yearning to explore your depths.
Time is abandoned with nothing left.

Monday, December 24, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: space
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