Little dreamer,
You who dance so elegantly
Upon waves of moonlight,
Putting on a show
For a crowd of glittering stars
Why do you weep?
Your dream has not yet ended
Your performance must continue
The show must go on.
Whatever shall you do
When the moonlight fades,
Hidden away by clouds?
How will you react
When the stars fall from the sky,
Leaving you standing in darkness?
You must dance.
Soar gracefully through Celestia,
Although your stage is dark,
And your audience has disappeared.
Pick up those stars,
Light your stage aflame with your heart.
And show the world
That you will never be ignored.
YOU ARE READING
~|:|~Poems~|:|~
PoetryJust a few poems I put together throughout quarantine because I had nothing better to do with my life. Quick warning, some of these deal with dark themes and mental illnesses, such as suicide and self-harm. If you are sensitive to these sorts of top...
