I think I was getting bored in class >v<
Whisperers of the night
Tell me when I'll fly
Longing for me to die
They murmur out of sight.
Whisperers, my love
They know when I'll be gone
When I'm merely dust and bones
When I'll be with you alone.
Whisperers, tonight
Listen to my plight
Whisperers, this night
At last watch my flight.
(March 7th '23)
YOU ARE READING
The Lost Dreams of a Broken Poet
Cerita PendekA 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⚠
