Stars In The Pages

Im practicing writing some poems/lyrics/short stories Probably gona be a lot about space and sci-fi plz criticise I wana improve

[starsinthepages]

Deserts of defiance

I have seen the deserts

Wandered through its sands

Watched its people die

Dust, In their lungs

blood, on their feets

burns, in their eyes

Many times I have failed

Faltered to my knees

Unable to help them

Yet I rise again

They all need my hands

all the healing I can Give

All the sickness I can Cure

All the lives I need to save

So I wont give them up

We are all Survivors

On this wreaked world

and we all will thrive

claim back our old earth

[starsinthepages]

Calm Before the Beast

Drifting upon a sea of green rooted evil

slowly turning to amber on the horizon

the beauty of this sight has for only equal

the bestiality hidden within its projections

the motor is dead, killed by hunger

we pushed our luck and pulled on hope

blinded by the sweet call of the sea

The weaving of the leaves reaves me of the peace

that such scene would instigate on all who sees

Dead silence falls on the canopy

fear risen in the blood of critters

deafened by the sudden quiet

But I do not find peace

I do not see wonders

I only hear fear

and taste thunder

Death, wearing its wildest cloth

shivers spread fear to all hands

the beast has come to claim us

[starsinthepages]

The Flame that Lights our Path

Injustice fuels your soul and lead your fists

Bloodied and marteling the chains of our slavery

with rightful fury cast upon the face of the enemy

Guiding the damned across ruins to a true liberty

outnumbered

with the weight of despots

outgunned

with the firepower of a star

never out fought

it's not about the chances of success, but the necessity of it

we have nothing else to lose, nothing more to give

with dirt on her face, at the lowest she will be by our side

Your blood on her knuckles will be the price for the genocide

the ashes in her hair, through the rubbles we are unified

she fan the flames that lights our path

Hope

Your words kiss my wounds

your heart mend my bones

your fire close my cuts

you are the crutch of my defiance

my fire will melt your chains

and burn down their reins

Upon the amber of their worlds

we will warm our hearts

[starsinthepages]

Sweat and Blood Sticks to you Without Gravity 

I am covered in a layer of blood

Mine or theirs I do not care

It is now mixed with my sweat

Still warm it stick to my flesh

I Push myself from my victim

we drift in directions opposite

I reach the control deck

Endorphine calming my ache

My skin can hardly breathe

My own breath is slowing

I seal and lock the sas

Outside I would not move, breath or think

My mind now runs Smooth

Freed from the Slaying

Focus and facing my fears

Tired of all the chaos, fights and kills

I left a stench in my wake

and a stain on my soul

I live to see the day

But tonight I will not sleep

Sweat and blood makes me heavy

It sticks to you without gravity

[starsinthepages]

Hope Screamed at the Ring

Through the blood staining my face

you can still read hope

all those you enslaved

will fight for it

I screamed at the ring

Don’t take me for a fragile thing

Look through my wounds

I have claimed a thousand souls

All under my auspice

They stand before you, bloodied but unbowed

I have been chosen by the stars

 to bring warmth to their hearts

and to fill their eyes with light

As long as a single candle still burns

It can lit the fires of revolution

when they have

nothing more to give

and everything else to loose

they will have hope on their side

We will bring down your oppressive hand

We will burn down your palace in the sky

For this world you claimed

does not belong to you

[starsinthepages]

A Quiet Office

The office should’ve been quieter after, they’re all acting like it was nothing.

They’re bad at it.

A lot of colleagues didn’t come back to the office for the whole month.

Still not enough.

Management has overridden the use of “genocide” from the company email.

It was an incident.

The managers that stayed had multiple meetings without the big boss.

He’s not gonna like it.

No one has seen the big boss since the “incident”, the lesser “incident”.

The not-a-genocide “incident.

I shouldn't have anything to reproach my boss for working for a demon.

I’m still here too.

He killed my senior in front of the whole death ray team to do more murder.

And we watched.

What was left of management didn’t come back from the big boss’ meeting

I hope they left.

The office is way quieter now, less noisy husk walking around in dread.

I shouldn't be here.

[starsinthepages]

A monochrome tapestry

The sun feels dimmer than last year

Diffused by the grey clouds of industry

Trapped with us in the troposphere

Life on earth is a monochrome tapestry

I haven’t felt its warmth in ten thousand days

In a time when life didn’t felt like a memory

before we sold the world and stole its energy

and we were forced to walk through blackened haze

Now the earth is grey and life decays

while through the clouds reigns a paradise

for dragons to parade in human clothes

To oversee how we grow their hoard

[starsinthepages]

On Company Property

I live on company property

A small bed, a big desk

I’ve got quotas for Ceres

In the infinite, I lost my liberty

They built the cages facing each other

so the community polices one another.

First step on palas, I lost my privacy

they have ownership over my body.

I am drowning and kicking

my ankles in shackles

I am not human anymore

mere cog in a coal mine

A wage with their own useless cash

in debt to the neck is our only lash.

Born on Vesta, my son in the tether

he’ll never pay the debt of my father.

Follow their morals, follow their book

or the quartermaster will take my roof.

I sold my soul to the company store

I don’t think I have hope anymore.

I am drowning and kicking

my ankles in shackles

I am not human anymore

mere cog in a coal mine

Slavery never left humanity 

it wears a different mask

Arbitrary power in a contract

I live as company property

[starsinthepages]

We Are Now Extraterrestrial

(A complex-metric experiment)

We are stranded, Forgotten

just escaped the Ferryman

Lost forever to

the

stars

No one would have Prophesied

Thoes who called for Genocide

Were the ones who Manipulate everything

Tyrants blew up our home world

Hypnotised by their own words

They deceived a Humanity now erased

from the surface of the earth

No place for the refugies

But the hellscape the oligarchs left in their

Wake

All lost to

the Stars, orphaned

we are now extraterrestrial

[starsinthepages]

Presentation 1.0

The eye stare into the abyss

but its gaze meets nothing

for it is not aimed at the sky

it looks only upon its dominion

Its pupil left rotting in irony

The earth lost its prominence

from its entrails still bleeding

we build shackles for the world

Its Iris of metal and blood

Made to access the heavens

For its immensity is the sky

Where the tyrans lies unprovoked  

The sun is surrounded by a swarm of leech

We thought this power far beyond our reach

Red sands are now trampled by machinery

We’ve restarted the heart of its dead body

This is a world where

We’re trying to stop the sky from crying metal

while the fight for probity is a lost battle

Colonies and properties are one in the mines

Where lost souls are spending free of fines

Ominous rays protect the fountain of youth

dead is a lie and the universe still shelter the Truth

Yet the thirst for knowledge

and the quest of the unknown

still haunts some lost souls

to hunt for the edge of the world

The breaking point is on the horizon

the strain imposed on the universe

will fracture the balance of powers

and set the world in ablaze

[starsinthepages]

Imperial Daemon

Call me a demon

Call me a saint

Call me the instrument of his will

of the lost minds believing in me

For the ones who are Rooting for me

From myself, I am Born from their Faith

Faithful, I will be your shield and your sword

Faith powers me, this is why I am born

Fate, by my hand, I will Shape you my way

His will I carry

His might I wield

The heretic I punish

The mutant I banish

The soil of all these worlds is not yours to tread

the space in his galaxy is not for you to spread

Kneel as before me like you kneel before He

for he guides the hand that calls  your death

[starsinthepages]

The Immortals of the wastes

Both raise life from the ashes of old worlds

Trapped and deathless, to wander the wastes

abandoned by his home

after he sold his pairs

stagnant in decay

followed by death

The master of the dead

An idea stuck in the head

the world, teared to shred

waiting is a feast of lead

for those who throne overfed

abandoned by their pairs

after the sold their home

trapped in cycles

surrounded by death

The phoenix of the wastes

A healer without rest

down the sky in haste

a world cast in the past

forever now unable to rest

[starsinthepages]

Those Who Still Fights

Raised from the fires of earth

I am the one who still fights

Rise from an empire in ashes

My dominion shall stand again

Across the wasteland, a world in ember

I thrive, I die and I start all over again

feeding from the corpse of the old world

building upon the ruins of ancient life

The new world treats us like we treated the old one

Hostile to all life, the very soil hates our guts

Death claims my brothers, his legion hunger for souls

We can only fight for the ruined world we call home

The fire took everything when it came from the sky

The sand now reigns sole emperor on the horizon

The air carries the stench of a foul world in decay 

The dead walks, without master they hunt for blood 

Now, within the ashes of earth

There are those who still fights

Rising from the empire’s trash

Our home will prosper again

[starsinthepages]

Upon Ashes

I cry in a sea of read

and breathe in a storm of sand

I stand alone again

before the lost dreams of dead men

Hands shaped by the hammer that shapes the foundations of new hope

Forced to take the blade that shields the powerless from hungry corpses

All lost to god of death, joining the macabre march in vengeful probe

Leaving behind nothing but ashes and unfinished home build upon ruins

All washed away by the first sand

my fate still shackles me

Trapped in a cycle of rebirth

Building upon ashes

Until the next fire

Always so alone

Yearning for new beginnings

for a life that will last

[starsinthepages]

I fall to the Earth

The photons born from the energy of subjugation

strikes my retina through the capsule window.

The beam of light outshines the sun from which it is powered.

it shines on the world below,

a promise to all that sees it as a tower on the horizon.

The merciless hammer of fate falling on the nail of rebellion.

The plea for a future worth more than a life survived as slaves,

burned in the heated atmosphere.

Helpless before powers reserved for divinity.

I witnessed the extinction of all our history.

Distress an ephemeral unifier for all humanity.

before going out in flames.

I tried to stop them.

no reasoning with bigotry

no life would be spared.

I tried to warn them,

a signal sent down to earth,

a prayer for the stars above.

Fighting petrification, I retook control over my stunned self and launched into the void.

The vector of my flight crossing the ones of crowded transport carrying what's left of terrans.

Refugees going to the only place they can think of to forsake their home and escape its fate.

I fall to the earth,

her skin still burns.

The futility, 

I wont let death take it from me

[starsinthepages]

At which point does an Immortal fight stop being about the mortals?

For too long, the forces of universe have been at war

powers beyond the scale of mortals, clashing relentless

vessels of once humble natures have now lost their core

damned by their favours, locked in a fight now endless

born from humans' discord, but shaped by immortal hands

the avatars of the universe found themselves submerged

they no longer fight for those who believes and demands

atop a manufactured olympus, now the scale diverged

the future to keep on, for progress is indomitable

death blinded by revenge and claiming that all ends

rebirth trying to heal the ashes of those left behind

and hope hunting for a freedom unchained by time 

four immortals clawing at the other

for a different interpretation of life

from quests and crusades long forgotten

forever lost to the fires of revolution

now intertwined in a bloodied storm for the fate of mortals

but at which point did a deific brawl stop being about them?

[starsinthepages]

The healer stands in defiance before death

On a dead world, the healer’s hands rests

powerless before the fire, weeping for the lost

unmoving under the rain, covered in ashes

He shall stand, rise through the wastes

survivors from the end, will seek refuge

he will grant them, solace and strength

As the phoenix, the damned and the blessed

From the ashes of their lives, you will rise

and on the bodies of the past, they will thrive

The healer stands in defiance before death

ahead of the end, he will steal reaper’s prey

after the demise, he will rise from a new life

now the earth is in flames

and the lives of many is condemned to hell

the healer still defy the laws of the world

and by his hands, even in hell or in death

the damned will rise from the ashes of their world

for the healer is a phoenix

he will not let the fires of irony dim his flames

he will not let the pain of genocide cut his wings

he will take the ruins of this world, and build upon it

ashes, dust, bones and blood will be the foundations for a new life

and for vindication