Counting the stars?
Why do you?
Ignoring the moon?
Why do you have to?
Do you not see the opportunity at hand?
Why do you build air-castles?
Don't you know, they are weaker than those of sand?
Life is one big game of high-risk, high-reward,
Don't you know that to get something,
You need to work, really hard?
Miss it now, if you,
And the chance, kill,
Regret it later,
I'm sure you will.
You miss every shot
That you don't take,
You get nothing,
Without putting something at stake.
Don't you just keep dreaming!
Work hard to find, for your life, a meaning.
The front side of the picture
May be attractive, and bigger;
But remember, every other side
May also have something hidden and great, to offer.
YOU ARE READING
HOPE
Poetry˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ Hope is the silver lining to the dark cloud, When you dream, you know that it's the hope in you shouting out loud. This is just a collection of some of the poems that I did make, And this will, from your precious time, dear readers, j...
