Sunday, 5 June 2011

THE SKY

This is not a poem. I repeat, this is not a poem. Its just a bunch of lines put together to make at least a little sense, that they do.




Tonight, there will be a hundred eyes glaring at the sky.
Some of them know they are dying, 
they pray to the sky.
Some of them miss their love,
they share the moon.
Some of them, like myself,
have nothing better to do,
they count the stars.

7 comments:

  1. But it LOOKS like a poem!
    D:
    You have officially succeeded in confusing meh.

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  2. LOL
    nooooo...its too unmusical and boring to be a poem. Its just arranged like one. :P

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  3. You speaker of falsehoods!
    A poem can be anything you want it to be.
    If it's a poem, then it's a poem.
    Just look at it! It's dying for an identity!

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  4. And also, you shouldn't compare yourself to anyone, especially yourself. Things change and so do you. People write differently and so do you. It's unfair for you to expect everything you write to be a masterpiece. Thus, just let "bad" poetry be. It'll only be a passing moment.

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  5. alright, so I shall :)
    Thank you

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  6. nyc one..deep thots...u write so well ashu..!!

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