The night is thick and dark,
But the moon shines bright past the clouds, stars of friends,
Lights of hope.
I need not to fret,
As I lay, starring aimlessly through closed eyelids,
For I am still young.
She may not be mine anymore,
But someday, another can cross my path to be,
And a fairy tale I can live.
My heart yearns hopeless,
But I have many years to come to find the one,
So I can live my happily ever after.
A beacon in the darkness,
Many stars have come and gone from the moon's side,
And yet, it still shines.
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12 AM Thoughts || Original Midnight Poetry
PoetryDo you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of...
