The moon, the sun
the stars, the sky
they stay intact
though none know why
while gravity clings to us of earth
they float quite soundless
destruction, rebirth.
Surrounded by walls
is what life consists
they watch us with pity
through blurry eyed mists
they float great and tall
judging many of things
though just from a glance
they can’t hear how she sings.
WOW! ! ! 10+ I like this one alot.... keep writting flollow your dreams sarah~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
informative in an awesome non-boring way (: