Bright lights in the sky
Illuminates the night
Where did they come from?
*
Is it an alien
Or an Angel sent from God
These lights entrance me
*
Suddenly awake
Was it merely just a dream?
All stuck in my head?
*
The lights felt real
I could feel my hairs stand up
And the freezing air
*
Was it all a dream?
A forgotten memory?
Or something much more?
*
Every night I look
Towards the lights in the sky
To myself I think
*
I look now at light
Could there be, someone, somewhere
Looking at our light?
*
The same time perhaps
Whether be clock or the light
Are we both looking?
*
As I pear away
My eyes start to fade away
Dreaming again light
*
Light returns once more
When eyes were closed for darkness
Like stars and angels
About the Creator
Some Guy
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH7 days ago in Critique
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