Late into the night,
when things don’t seem bright,
I wish upon a shooting star,
though, I am quite far-
from being a naïve child,
who believes in silly tales.
I allow myself to dream,
and let my hopes stream-
in, as I manifest my future.
Silly Wishes
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Unimaginative
For every word I can’t say,
I try to write it down,
but at the end of the day,
I know I’ll never find the words.
They jumble together,
like the sunset’s melting colors.
For every excuse I make,
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Starry Eyed
Searching for something more,
The days pass me by,
like the wind on the shore.
I look to the stars for answers,
Hoping to see my future,
In their crystal like light.
As the darkness of night,
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Writer1326, a sweet poem to welcome the new site!
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