(Sad) Truth

Mar 14, 2012 00:14

I really love the night time, the 'ungodly hours' of the day. Most people are asleep... It's quiet... and I get to think. I guess I'm weird like that.:p Being 'insomniac' out of habit is not bad at all, really... at least not yet. Haha.



The sun sets in the horizon

But the sun rises again as the world turns

The sky darkens and the rain comes

But the sky clears and the rainbow follows

The moon loses brightness at daytime,

The stars disappear along with it

But the moon regains power as darkness looms,

And the stars shine brightest

The man breathes his final breath and dies,

But he can never come back to life

thoughts, poetry, poem

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