You, the sun, up like everyday
You are too tired but just won't say.
You have turned your helping hand
into your duty.
You have shone too much but just won't admit it.
But you know the sun has shadows too.
You know you can rely on me
and cry on me
Just let these words sink in your heart.
The poems don't rhyme
when they come out of the mouth
When you sing them out loud.
The summer has to go
and the winter has to come.
We all have to cry on
a gloomy rainy day.
The day has to fade
giving night it's way.
You have shone for too long
You must be tired; now go home.
Nobody's perfect , neither needs to be
And even if you are, God won't envy.
My friend it hurts my heart
seeing you fake your smile
I just can't help but cry.
Please drop your act
take a seat, sip some tea, be gloomy.
The sun gives life but it seems like
you lost yours, why?
You know theres a moon; quite far from you
in all her gleam - begging you to speak
she saw you dim, now shes worried.
"You are my light, you are my star"
shes concerned,
she says from afar.
You are too good for this world,
the purest of all
please get better, don't be dumb now
What are you scared of;
what do you fear?
what chills your spine;
giving you shivers?
Please just tell me
I am begging for it
cuz in the end, all I want
is a happy ending.
A/N: Dedicated to my dearest friend, my ever helping, ever annoying, my brightest light and epitome of hope and sunshine belikemeh its also for all the suns and stars out there, don't exhaust yourself. You don't need to always be happy. If you ever feel down then come here, read this, it's for y'all. Okkk I talk too much byeee and thnx for reading :))
.. 24nov22..
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Poetry"Is happiness really a myth". A collection of the most cherished pieces of my soul: my poems. The things I wrote when I loved, when I hated, when I raged, when I dared and when from reality, I escaped. My poems are a way for me to get away from the...
