Midnight
As I lay under the stars
Wondering how bright they shine;
No one can hear me talk,
No one can hear me whine.
Gazing at the moon,
Never gets old;
For it reminds me of,
all the tales I've ever been told.
The breeze of air swept over me
And whispered in my ears;
Once again today,
Darkness was hiding my tears.
As I lay under the stars
With the night at its peak ;
Once again my wakeful soul
Had many answers to seek.
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Poem-A-Week Challenge Volume 2
PoetryHello to the Poets Pub Poem-a-Week Challenge Vol.2. We are challenging all of our members to start their own collection and write a poem each week. Here we will be featuring all of the authors who are participating as well as some of their poems...
