The sky is a canvas full of lanterns,
Sinking in many lights of wonder,
Carrying spirals and cosmic beauty,
Envelops our mind just like a blanket.
We are too blind to see it,
We set eyes to breathe it,
We yearn to control its mysteries,
Take it as one of our prizes.
We can't possible comprehend,
The darkness it holds within our eyes,
Binding us to our dreamscapes,
Building monuments to keep us away.
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Poems
Poetry"The universe kissed the stars, who birthed a galaxy of new beginnings." The only way to express beautiful and cynical thoughts is through the delightful invention of simple, and yet complex, poetry. My poems never end, have no defined theme and st...
