What gloom there would be
If the day was always dark
And light ceased to exist.
Would the moon reign what once was
the sun?
Alas
The stars: a common decency to behold
Constellations: a feigned religion
Shadows: a myth
Only darkness -
To see
To touch
To hear
To feel
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Philosophical perspectives {poems}
PoetryHi gorgeous >When my thoughts and feelings are suffocating me and I can't bear it any longer I resolve to poetry. >>Poetry is a form of art with which I can relate the unsaid to. I don't feel as alone knowing others are feeling the same thing as I...
