Someday not very far,
we'll sit hand in hand.
Beneath the bruised sky,
in a faraway land.
In a world where no one,
would know our very name.
Where love would be more,
than just a simple game.
Black holes would envy,
the secrets that we keep.
Tenebrosity looming inside,
a mystery so deep.
No words to flow,
silence would play her song.
In a different world,
where we could finally belong.
Sandcastles crafted of love,
fortresses standing with shining light.
Dragon-warriors with mighty wings,
taking their very first flight.
Maybe this would happen one day,
we'll sit together hand in hand.
Beneath the bruised, bleeding sky,
in our magic, love-laden land.
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Constellation of Thoughts
PoetryBecause poetry, is a constellation. A constellation, of one's very thoughts. ★★★★★ A collection of my thoughts, penned down as short poems. Right from life to death, to all in between, this collection aims to acknowledge all that we experience, an...
