Two lovers stricken with pain,
Knowing their love's worth...

The dark black sky,
Lit with sadness and in hate...

Down in the darkest pits of hell,
He pushes aside all of his cares...

Standing in the hall,
Summer turns to fall...

They walked down the street,
Silence echoing in every step...

Gazing through the mirror,
To an opposite world...

In your eyes is a whole new world,
And no Horizon to seperate sky from earth...

Politics,
And plastics...

Stars collide and shatter,
Creating the sky...

She stares the moon down,
And she wears a hidden frown...

(I tried a different style for this poem)
His pretty eyes could tell such time...

Flowers bloom within the shade,
A ceiling fallen down...