This is a given title poem about the universe, and maybe our mistakes of trying to live out there. Maybe a little bit inspired by Babylon 5.
The Stars Await
solar system seeds sway
in cosmic breeze,
tumbling like rag-weeds
in a helter-skelter pattern.
Dancing to songs the stars sing-
a wrong note- a solar flare- a scream-
bright and shimmering orbs
sulk as planets die- turned to ice-
fragile crystal orbs shatter
darkness licks away their translucent skins,
pleading them to let it in,
tempting collapse into black holes
voids-universal vacuums of promises & death