The Night

20171016_181255-1612x1209I spent days sad

For not being able to study

When in disguise

The moon was my friend

Everytime I look at the sky

I count the stars in joy

 

Peace is everywhere

While we need to find

There is no such thing as forlorn

For the nature lover

Embaras the hardship

By admiring the nature

 

Everytime I felt forlorn

I looked up the moonlit sky

It told me that a rabbit was in the moon

Everytime I stared at the sky

The stars gazed at me with words

Which became poetry in my notes

Nature is what educated me

Forlorn

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