With vengeance, the night darkened quickly.
Humans collapsed to the ground, exhausted, to sleep.
Sleep was kept at bay by the wailing of scared dogs.
The moon and clouds happily played hide and seek, creating the perfect atmosphere for anguished ghosts to roam the cemetery with joyous abandon.
The night, like the day, offered no reprieve to the harassed humanity.

𝑎 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒
𝑎𝑠 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤 𝑢𝑝 , 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑡ℎ 𝑜𝑓 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑒𝑟
𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠𝑡..

A hiss of the moon tucking
into just a pair of lock
let alone in pavilion-tresses
on the back of one's eternal silence.
Giving autumn shadows
to seven skies' azure.
What now the stars are gone
followed in their countless galore!

Eyes of the buds ope
dreaming nightingale
hops up to the morning rose  
singing in what a balmy fold.

Are there ever clear skies when the Moon wants to hide?
Or does she have control over the Clouds?

you shot me in dark
when my eyes were shut

did you love me still when
you told me i was just a **** ?

you broke me until i
was at my worst

now you pretend you don't
see my hurt

now you pretend you can't
see a thousand cuts

that you loved me through the
pain but it wasn't enough

when you wanted all of my body
i gave you all of my love

when you wanted all of my time
i gave you all of my world

and it's fine if you could
never be mine --

how could I ever let you be
part of my dusk

so why don't you tell me again
if that's all i am worth

so why don't you tell me again
if that's all i am my love

why don't you tell me again
if i'm just a **** ?

Am I still alive when my feelings died?
Yes I died before and you never knew where I was buried
So today I will tell you more and you will know me more
I will tell you about my feelings
But the truth is true when you know all of them
You will receive that I am still waiting to die
With all of the feelings that growing up in my heart day by day
If I speak to you, will you listen?
If I tell you, will you feel like I am a liar?
So let me die at this moment I tell the truth
That I am still alive, and my feelings died,
but I am not heartbroken

The sky can only be kissed by a poet.