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Unquiet Night
Lying in my bed
Gazing at the stars out my window
Questions start rising to mind�
What do the stars think of us?
Do they take particular interest in a single person?
Have they the emotion to weep at the passing of a soul?
Or do they not care at all,
Only seeing a race bent on self-destruction?
These thoughts linger
Till at last they take control of me
And I find myself remembering
Once forgotten bitter-sweet memories�
The thoughts are a part of me
Yet I try to deny them
I gaze once more at the stars
Feeling that they somehow, somewhere
Hold the key
To what?
I do not know
Nighttime Visions
The heavenly bodies shine upon a shadowed world,
The stars are winking, and the moon is smiling,
Walking around in the pale moonlight, I stare blankly into the dark unknown.
Flowing dresses and ornate crowns dance through a young girl's mind,
Singing a song, the nightingale shares its mournful tale,
Eyeing a meal, an owl swoops down for the kill,
Words are whispered; a lonely woman cries,
A ripple in the water disturbs a serene night sky.
