The sunrise will never know its beauty For it is too far No matter how much we shout The clouds will never know how soft they are
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Many of us do not know what we want in the moment until it passes Drowned in life’s vastness So take all of your chances
“We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.” ― Rudyard Kipling, The Light That Failed When we casually say, “I read you loud and clear,” do we know what we mean?
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
