Checkmate Poem by Andy Brookes

Checkmate



When all the stars have gone out, one by one,
with not one left to gaze upon
so to, the moon, her shimmering glow has lost
faintly seen naught but shaded ghost
in that black lonely firmament
only the sad abandoned angels will lament

Sunday, September 9, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aqua Flower 09 September 2018

A good description of death. Life is precious we should always gaze at the stars and moon while here! :)

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