New Age

New Age

A Poem by Mizuki Tsukiakari

Consumed by a black blanket of stars stitched within,
A sky of millions, cold, low lights twinkle,
Each a poet who burns eternally dim.
New days bring new nights, a life cycle ongoing,
Far away black blanket, gift of a single bright star delivered,
Pointed out in the sky. Needed not, more sewing.

Mizuki Tsukiakari

© 2013 Mizuki Tsukiakari

Author's Note

Mizuki Tsukiakari
Conjured quickly from the depths of my mind, yet titled by the very talented writer and dear friend, Luke Rawlings.

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I'm glad I read your poem :)

Posted 5 Years Ago

Amazing poem. This one :)

Posted 6 Years Ago

Mizuki Tsukiakari

6 Years Ago

I wrote it randomly without even thinking about it. Thanks for the review, I'm glad to know you lik.. read more
I think the poem is good, but the title is truly magnificent. A true work of art..

Posted 6 Years Ago

Mizuki Tsukiakari

6 Years Ago

Hmmm...How did I know the first review would be from you? I must have future predicting powers :D <.. read more

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Added on October 23, 2013
Last Updated on October 23, 2013


Mizuki Tsukiakari
Mizuki Tsukiakari


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