This dark ceiling has never been so colorful.
The universe in my head is worth dying for.
I never knew that a certain feeling,
Could form a whole different world on a ceiling.
The holograms bearing my daydreams come out from my eyes,
Forging a new reality, relieving me from regretful sighs.
It helps me sleep, gives me peace
To this escape, what were the keys?
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Sunshine Be Mine | Poetry
PoetryUnsaid things are best spoken through poetry. Poems are the best whisperers of secrets. Feelings and emotions are sometimes better expressed through different forms of literature than through speech. So, these poems for a warm soul, are written in...
