The chirping of the crickets,
The moonlight I stand in,
The mist that travels across the grass,
Is what I dance in.
The darkness
Hides my face
But the moonlight
Shines on me so perfectly
Creating me to look perfect.
The mist dances with me, in bare feet,
And make the grass and air cold and wet
Creating my soul to feel relaxed.
The mist dances with me
And the perfect spotlight
Of the moon
And the crickets chirp
So peacefully
That the trees begin to sway
With me and the mist.
I have learned
How to love myself.
But it only appears
When I dance in the dark,
In the moons spotlight,
With the mist and cool air,
With the crickets chirping
And trees swaying,
Underneath the stars
And darkness
With the moon and its spotlight.
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The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
