The sky lightens
As the first streaks of pink break through
Gracing the clouds
The sun conquers.
A blazing emblem of hope
Leaving the stars in its shadow
Illuminating my mind with its worries so shallow.
What are my problems compared,
The stars rooted in an eternal position across the sky
The moon shows them the ones they left behind
But they can't cry;
They can't die twice.
Animosity handed back and forth
Unrequited love deflected
So goes the human, on their walk of misery
But the sun comes
It makes strange things well up inside me
Opportunities spring up beside me
You aren't the sun.
The embodiment of pure light,
Too perfect for this world,
Is blinding...
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I was only intending to write about the sunrise and its natural beauty, but it somehow spiraled into a poem about the miseries of human existence...
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I'm weirder than I thought ಥ_ಥ
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FACES: A Poetry Collection
PoetryExactly what it looks like, a book full of poems. (VERY SLOW UPDATES-I post most frequently on my art book, so I recommend checking that out if you want more content.) (Note: Most of these poems are pretty old and edgy,,, I highly recommend skippi...
