Eyeing the beautiful starry night,
My eyelids get heavy and the urge to sleep i fight
Dear moon grant my wish,
Dear stars you swim in the pool of space like a pretty fish,
The earth spins and so does my thoughts,
I kept spinning tying my hair in knots,
What else could beat the beauty of the night sky?
The stars are always here when i cry,
They know I'm sad and they ask me, why?
They know I'm sad they always tell me to be patient and try,
Dear stars,thank you for looking after me,
When no one was here for me,
You opened your door
But now when i lay crying on the floor,
I know who to call for
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Diary of a sad poet
PoetryThis book is a original diary which is entirely poems! Every poem tells a story of its own, Rising sadness and happiness, guilt, fear, regret, emotions find their way through my words. Every poem is original and made entirely by me. Your sad poet.
