The sky Dark, the moon so bright. Has oblivion pushed them so deep, Got no inkling of their sorrow or plight, The ones who couldn't afford sincerity, Tell them we don't need their spite. And for those who have suffered from their hands O lord grant us, from them, some respite. The skies verily know of my sins, I wish to Repent and genuinely contrite. I wish to bury my head on her chest, If only if, I get a generous invite. The stars, where art thou, come to my aid, I wish to sleep, I yearn to say goodnight! Why don’t I see stars tonight? #nostarstonight #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqsayyed #yqbaba. #loneliness #nightthoughts
