i waited for sunsets in this bland
blue summer 'cause my heart feels warm
as i stare at the dawning
sun and vermilion sky.
today, the heaven's
gray and sol's away.
sadness took
over
me.
—fomalhaut, 041921
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Gloomy Days, Serene Nights
Poetryour mind is like the winter. cold, matured, senesced, rational and silent. our heart is like the summer. warm, innocent, vernal, vehement and vibrant. they are polar opposites. however, when we write, those two are fused. the heart be the faucet o...
