Sunday, December 5, 2010

Nights in my eye

Comes the night that i waited for,
The sky is just like a curtain for every other night,
When sometimes i would see millions of star in the sky,
Others might just accompany with only moon,
While there are also nights it would seem cloudy,
But sometimes,
It would just be empty without a soul.

If moon were to come tonight,
Just what will i'll be seeing,
For if i keep staring at it,
It brings a whole lot better entertainment,
Remembering the tales that were once share,
Until now i keep figuring,
If i might be able to see the rabbit up there,
It gives a laugh when you know it is not true.

The stars would be pretty tonight,
Diamond of the night,
Glittering and boasting their power,
A little to late for it to reach my eye,
For years it travel,
When it actually already died,
But i happen to see it even if just a glance,
Stars,
They look so pretty,
But some might say,
It is the saddest beautiful thing that they don't want to see.


There goes the cloudy night,
Hiding everything covering what suppose to be shown,
Threatening the very way with lightning  strike,
The sounds thundering breaks the silence,
Possibly the night that i lay underneath my blanket,
Asking for protection as it may give heats,
For sometimes it brought rain along with wind,
And sometimes,
Just the wind that i could treasure,
And let me close my eyes with the cloudy night upon me.


Comes the night with nothing just night,
Clearly the sky is dark enough,
As if you're already closing your eye,
The truth behind everything sounds either scary or memorable,
For the emptiness of that night never leave it totally empty,
When you happen to look up during that time,
Doesn't it seems like you're seeing your life,
Your past that you want to forget, remembered, happiness and sadness,
It goes on like endless drama,
True we are the actor and actress,
Then and then,
We learn everything,
A mistake, the path and our maturity,
Have we laugh enough for our happiness in the future,
Cry in pain for the incoming challenge,
See everything that were hidden among us,
Have we ever had enough,
Even the night needs to end,
For we would have a brand new day everyday,
Unless the time has stop for us.

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