Deeply rooted rays
Scatters over the sky
Funny lovely specks
Grains of hope sublime
Feeding the vicious angst
Born of days gone by
The heart in stoic lay
The mind in worry bathe
Let the eyes meet the skies
Let its light sow a smile
Stars hang in maze
Thrust to bewilderment
Looking to fill the void
The enshrined bitterness
Severing the joys
Born of golden moments
The heart in stoic lay
The mind in worry bathe
Let the eyes meet the skies
Let its light sow a smile
A new day be dawned
Soothing sight of pregnant bliss
Pruning eyes laced in fret
Ushering dawn into day
Drinking the skies with dire haste
Ripping the clouds to salvage hope
The heart in stoic lay
The mind in worry bathe
Let the eyes meet the skies
Let its light sow a smile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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