Morning Sky
bathed in darkness
silent breezes
grazing my skin
scents of cool nights
and new days
yielding hope
forgotten goals
becoming future
guiding lights
fade into view
stars abound
oh how they shine
glimmer
of better days
keep me
safe & warm
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
LostInThought’s Poems (14)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Thin Air | 1 | 01/16/2011 |
| Shattered | 0 | 12/13/2010 |
| ...if only | 1 | 10/18/2010 |
| Fire Inside | 0 | 10/18/2010 |
| take me away | 0 | 09/15/2010 |
| Morning Sky | 1 | 09/15/2010 |
| Heal Me | 0 | 08/30/2010 |
| Empty | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| Unrest | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| Good-bye | 1 | 02/02/2009 |
| Peaceful Flight | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| Reaching | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| Right Equation | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
| King of Self | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
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