ANTICIPATING FOR STAR
My heart is weary
Occupied with many thoughts
I looked high above
To view beautiful creations
But the stars were not there
Searched for the moon
No where to be found
Alone on a raining night
Outside with my thought
Where could the stars go?
Anticipating for stars to appear
Kept me far away
From the awful thought I had...
~presh
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