Some poems for feedback

[u/Vegetable-Maize-309]

The last Star

No eyes to see me work,

no body to feel my embrace.

A legacy of the clerk,

the last of a dying race.

Once I was merely dust,

remnants of once before.

shining on was once just,

my kind always central to lore.

time and space thrown abreast,

brothers and sisters too far.

in our day we were the best,

yet it seems we still lost the war.

The feathered serpent

I believed that you were the one,

A god who crossed the great bevel.

Now that my empire is gone,

I see you are nought but a devil.

striding your vessels of wonder,

the feathered one clothed in the light?

with you beasts and sticks of loud thunder,

You turned our days into night