Under the night sky
Among the million stars
The stars make out
A shape of you
It's complex
Difficult to make out
But in my subconscious
Humans can fly
The world can stop
And fall into abyss
So, a few galaxies will move
And make a constellation named you
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PoetryThis poetry book is very raw and it is straight from my heart. The poems include titles pertaining to life, love, death, ambition etc. There's no particular poetic tools that I've used it's just instinctual writing from whatever I've read till now...
