I'll sleep with the night on my starry bed
With my pillows, solacing clouds
Pampering my childish afterthoughts
Of sudden blooming yearnings
I wonder where the moon
Will take my soul, and weave my suspicion
However, I can't wait for morning
While waking dawn, I'll bear with my lips
Greet the sun and kiss it tight
It shall blush and bring to rain the sky
I'll play with its drops and hug myself
And live me like I was here.
YOU ARE READING
SAD BRAVERY
PoetryIT IS SO SAD TO BE BRAVE FOR YOUR LOVE, WILL, AND COMMITMENTS. THIS IS A COMPILATION OF POEMS OF MY APPEALS.