The replacement of light
That was used at night
At night where the sun disappeared
And the bars were full of cheers
The candle gave warmth and light
better than the moon
but never enough for the sun
It was the replacement
you only thought
when the sun was not in sight
YOU ARE READING
The voice they never heard
PoetryI never talked the way I thought. Often, that filled me with regret. This is something I wrote some years ago that I just wanted to share! Obviously my knowledge on writing was limited and it shows :,)
