Joy, its a small word, yet it seemed years away.
It seemed like the moon, big and bright but far from reach.
The night sky seemed like a dear friend, calling forth her buried thoughts of the day.
Her tired eyes, never turn drowsy, always looking out for something.
Maybe joy was what they searched for.
Waited for the moon to show itself.
Yet, they didn't catch a glimpse of it, that night.
She had waited for years to reach the moon, what was a few more to it?
That night she decided to wait for a while more to catch a glimpse of the moon, she could close her eyes later.
Now, she had work to do.
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I Hope, I Wish
شِعرSometimes when it seems that all is dark remember after night there is always a dawn, no matter how long it takes it will always come. These are some thoughts that I get and sometimes my emotions. I really hope that I can forget the reality and liv...
