I spend the nights counting stars in the sky.. I get mesmerized by their light.... And it surprises me to know it takes light years to reach us... So I am just wondering.. whether you are now smiling.. And like starlight... Sometime in the future I will get to see that smile... It does not matter if I have to wait light years to see it.. It will be worth it...
One day, I’ll stop writing One day, I’ll stop dreaming One day, I’ll stop believing One day, I’ll stop hoping One day, I’ll stop trying One day there will be no more poems written by me And there won’t be anymore pain One day I’ll be gone Maybe it’s today
Wondering around, oblivious of my dream; Sleeping so tight, that no one could make me scream. Heathers everywhere; Black rhododendrons nowhere. I might be stuck in my dream, For it is a sweet dream. I might not see any gleam, For this will be my last, it seems.
you're a stranger in a myth where there is no official beginning or ending and i'm not worth your spark in my darkness nor every explosion you leave for me. now im stowed in all that is left of you when it seems this cruel world doesn't need me and i can't recall what inviting lies you've said when embers on my skin singe deep.