Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, November 23, 2020

Heavens Bright

 I looked to the heavens bright

and the stars were giving off light,

the moon shining as it does each night

and I pondered on the moment you 

came into my life.


 Happiness and sadness as I think of you,

wishing and wanting that you loved me too,

another day older and another day lost

as the road before me remain uncrossed.


Whispers falling on deafen ears

no one to share and no one cares,

rainbows that once bridged the sky

quickly faded from sight. 

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