Skies are the land for the clouds to be mad, sad and happy.
For sun to rise in the morning, showing a glimpse mood of the day,
for sun to set in the late of evening, showing a faint pink and purple tinge too sometimes, not just orange and yellow,
for birds to fly in the day,
for moon to appear in the night, accompanying the twinkling stars
for owls and bats to stay on the tree at night.
The skies amazed me, how it changed a stoic minded person to show emotion just by gazing at the skies above without expressing it. Its really wide, I guess when we feel so lonely, just by looking at the sky, made me think how beautiful God's creation is.
In life, I overlooked so much, when things ended or does not goes how I like, I realized that we always overlook things. We too much of the future, and it made us overlook what in front of us, we forgot to look up and around.
But when we look up, at the skies, we feel so peaceful.
At least we can forget everything for just a moment.
Just you, and the sky.
I used to love looking up, at the skies. I still do though.
But I kinda forget to look up sometimes, now.
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PoetryDedicated to my family to read once I passed away so they understand my pain =) *it's not complete work of mine cuz I will update it each time I realise there's a flaws :') so if there's grammatical error please tell me on msg hehe
