This is another poem, but many of my friends didn't comprehend this in the way I thought I wrote, so I don't really know if it is meaningful or not, but as I said, meh.
The sky is vast & wide & mysterious,
but as we humans are,
do we ignore the vastness of sky?,
do we praise the stars? ,
nor do we see the sky and smile,
but the stars we praise & metaphor,
yet another hour to comply,
thy small things are, we won't consider,
the big things are,
what we won't accept.....
-monani💓
Ps. I thought that this poem says that we humans, as mortals, the ones that can't be satiated, don't consider the big things, let alone the small things, and hence I say, that the big Sky is also neglected by us, and so are the tiny appearing stars.
But apparently I don't think, it made any sense, so, yeah u know it, meh!
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Snippets
Random"Snippets" is a book containing my original works and poems. Excerpts from books by other writers that I like would also be included. Enjoy reading my humble collection! Au revoir!
