"I sleep without asking the sky
If why does it cry,
I woke up in the morning
Before the sun rises above,
I see the trace
Of tear drops
On the ground
Where you can feel
The presence of the lonely
Sky.
Cold,
And numbness
Is what I feel
When rains are falling
On the ground,
Until I see a yellow light
Is it the yellow moon ?
No,
It's the sun rising
Above the sky
Smiling with joy
Covering the trace
Of the night left
The sun was the answer
On my question for the sky"
" Every sadness
That you feel
Will grow into fear
But,
Every time
we face our fear
We can stand up and
Become brave ,
Because happiness is next"
YOU ARE READING
Souls
PoetryAs the stars look down They can see us on the ground With the moons different mood And the suns chaostic tune Life would be Like a fire We can see the fire We can feel the heat But we can't see it
