lying here in the bed
with nothing but clouds in my head.
a sudden breeze passed by the window,
and hushed my thoughts with a sudden blow.
i took a peek at the night sky,
and saw glimmering jewels up high.
i closed my eyes as the futon embraced me,
and smiled knowing the stars will watch over me.
—fomalhaut, 042121
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Gloomy Days, Serene Nights
Poesíaour 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...
