I'm not sure how much I like this poem. It's certainly not one of my best, but I still like it and cherish it as it is mine.
The first star begins to shine
The moon rises atop the sky
The fire crackles as I cry:
"Why, I'd like to know why!
"Why You burn with a stare!
"Why is this world aflare!
"Why can't Your Love share!
"Why don't You even care!"
November 24th or 25th '21
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet
Short StoryA collection of poems and short stories I write when I'm bored. Most of the themes are sad, so I hope that, in a hundred years when I'm long dead, students read them as part of their Literature lessons. XD ⚠Major character death in some stories⚠
