Whispered echoes,
collapsing in silence,
radiant embers sigh
across the void.
Cruel lustre seeks
its undelivered prophecy,
unraveling light's
momentary grasp
upon destiny.
Fissures, fleeting now,
reign upon
the once-busy stellar
alleyways —
Stars converse briefly,
in dying flickers.
Discover cosmic mainframes — the dreams' spectres.
A paradox lingers;
survivors of
disdainclad verses,
destined for oblivion,
seemingly indifferent.
Welcome the echoes of expiry — silent navigators.