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-

an end.

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