To be a black hole

My boundaries are infinite
As far as the eye can see
With all my mass and glory
I still can't be me

The destruction I can cause
Will be known as genocide
Wipeing out entire galaxies
With nothing left to hide

Yet I am looked apon by many
And explored by some
Dreamed about by others
Of the day that this will come

What composes me is emptiness
Caused by the death of a star
It's amazing the fear I can strike in those
Observing from afar

But when everything is gone
With no trace to be found
I'll still be alone here
Not making a sound

Reviews

[Just Simple Sounds]

Wow , I really don't know what else to say. I really like this piece

[white shadows]

Thanks so much. This is the first time I am really sharing my poems. It's not really me to share what I write, but I am glad that the first response I got since posting them was a good one.

[Just Simple Sounds]

You're welcome. I'm in the same boat, I've just recently begun sharing my poetry.