the sky
a two sided blue canvas to the different stars in its void
one side with the lighter shade
the sun-set day sky with
the brightest, shining star
visible, powerful, blinding;
and the moonlit night sky
the darkest blue hue
encasing the millions of less brighter stars
to the eyes of very few
a different but pleasing style..?
YOU ARE READING
inconspicuous
Poetrythe pain never really disappears, does it? it just becomes a dull throb in your heart. - a collection of negative & positive poetry. after all, life consists of both pain and happiness highest rank: #45POE cover: @oceanwaved
