The black sky filled with teardrops
Darkness hides my fears
A night time wrapped in screams
As abundant as my tears
And as the night time speaks
Of all its troubles and woes
I hear the whispered cries
Of countless tortured souls
Souls that are like mine
Souls that know of fear
Souls that keep their sorrows
For when the night draws near
And the night time bears all sadness
It keeps the darkness to itself
And no one ever hears its agony
Save for those who listen well
Stars they sing of happiness
But the moons light is refined
And the inky blackness the world is drenched in
Leaves us stumbling blind
And when the wind it moans
That the nights begun to crack
The night ignores this warning
And carries melancholy on its back.
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the echo of her thoughts (poetry collection)
PoetryThis is for all those forgotten thoughts And all those missing dreams Every single unheard wish In faded memories To ideas lost in the space of time And those words drowning in the endless seas You'll always be there echoing The songs of the galaxie...
