Standing by street light
Under the clear sky of night
Theres a feeling
Thats over whelming
Through the knowledge of knowing
Everyone else,
Is currently sleeping
But as I stand here
The paths of many flow by
With the birds that tweet
As they silently retreat
To allow the stars to shine
And the creativity to show
So that I may
Write these words of mine.
Iono, does that not just mean
that im alive living
whilst everyone else
is passed out sleeping?
Or is it me, thats secretly day dreaming.
21:12
Labels: Closet Poetry, Sycrid
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