Night does not fall,
on your waking eyes,
clouded with thoughts,
of the day gone by,
as you stare,
into the colorless sky,
waiting for the  sun to rise,
again.
*free google image
Night does not fall,
on your waking eyes,
clouded with thoughts,
of the day gone by,
as you stare,
into the colorless sky,
waiting for the  sun to rise,
again.
*free google image
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
June 23, 2014 at 2:37 pm
I Love nighttime. I often will sit and watch the sun set and the twilight expand into rich, calm, quiet night 🙂
June 23, 2014 at 2:38 pm
Morgan, even your comments are magical 🙂 I love doing that too! Thank you so much for stopping by 🙂
June 23, 2014 at 9:26 pm
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June 23, 2014 at 3:09 pm
Simply true…this makes me think of Z. Michael a bit. ♥
June 23, 2014 at 3:55 pm
Thank you and I can see that connection 🙂
June 23, 2014 at 5:08 pm
Excellent job again, Neha. Thank you! Love, Amy
June 23, 2014 at 6:19 pm
Thank you so much Amy! Lots of Love ~ Neha
June 23, 2014 at 6:45 pm
Lots of Love to you, Neha. (((HUGS))) Amy
June 23, 2014 at 11:59 pm
I’ve had many nights where I’ve seen the sun rise.
🙂
June 24, 2014 at 7:22 am
🙂 Me too! Thank you for stopping by !
June 24, 2014 at 6:53 pm
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June 24, 2014 at 7:40 am
Love this! So well and poetically written.
June 24, 2014 at 8:36 am
Thank you so much 🙂