Dark and placid,
The mysterious night sky
No trace of anybody
Not even the hawk-eye.
The white crescent
shines bright,
using someone
else's light.
Stars around,
complete the glory
But fail to tell
the untold story.
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Short Poems (Epigrams & others)
PoetryHey! So, I decided to pile up some self-written epigrams and other short poetry in general. You can expect them to have BOTH a literal and metaphoric meaning. Hope you can relate. Happy reading!
