My beloved star,
Perhaps I've grown accustomed,
To observing you from a distance,
Your eyes, brimming with unshed tears,
Yet your smile shines brighter,
Than the sun and the moon,
A radiance that can blind,
Oh, my sanctuary,
Can I bear to be distanced,
From the shelter of your presence?
My mind seeks assurance,
Yet my heart's rhythm,
Is certain.
I apologize if I'm causing a disturbance,
But I can't help it,
My eyes are drawn only to you,
The attention I offer,
Is nothing short of complete.
—ancn.
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Whispering Winds: A Stargazer's Silent Symphony
ŞiirThis is an original collection of poems written by me with only one inspiration. This is an untitled poem. I made it so for it is a series of poem that describes one person and if I could ever put a title in every chapter of poems, his name would be...
