At night for a while,
I shatter grief into pieces and turn it into joy.
At day, with eyes wide open,
I lay and look at the sky,
Heart listens with frequency unknown to mind,
Questioning the time,
Wishing for the universe to seal my purpose,
With the wisdom of the rising star.
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Poetry❝ in her mind she held an incadencent thoughts for the world and an immense desire to breathe them out with each word ❞ Welcome to the place where my words and emotions meet. Random thoughts and feelings of mine, molded with patience into a tangibl...
