Some nights I pray to The stars that I find something of value to write.
The stars don't answer
I question if they hear
No answer
I pray louder, shout louder, hope louder
They tell me "What Defines Worth?"
I do not respond
"Who Measures Your Words?"
I do not respond
"So Write" says The stars
"Whatever It Is Your Heart Yearns To Say"
"Someone Who Finds Value Will Find You"
YOU ARE READING
no real agenda // poetry
Poesíapoems for all the words i can't say anything and everything goes. i write sporadically and about whatever i want. hence the title i've had the same compilation since the 6th grade, please skip to the better poems... (aka deep breaths and onward, ob...
