Bedtime story

Whatever you wanna think bruh

The shattered sky upon the ground
Wavering moonlight all around
An outstretched hand I cannot see-
And presume that it is owned by me

An endless sky of perfect night
Bathed in boundless gems of light
The glory that had hid behind
The placid daylight all this time

If only I had known before
Not to shy from the unknown
Although the air is damp and cold-
A story must not
Remain untold

Reviews

[s_mitchells]

I would like to say wow = w =
good job for rhyming :) >> -_- it's the bane of my life :P
And I love the imagery of your poem, it's pretty.

[Chessgirl Hatsune]

Aww thank you e w e what's a bane? It's supposed to be symbolic for how in society it's generally acceptable to just say everything is fine and not to get emotionally close to them. Just knowing the surface of a person is like daytime because it is comfortable, like the warmth and light of day. Although knowing a person is hard like the dark dampness of the night, it reveals beautiful stars, or understanding and experience.
Sorry.
That was long :P

[s_mitchells]

No it's okay I liked reading that explanation and understanding the poem more :)

[Chessgirl Hatsune]

* does radical mini dance * Hey you're online!!

[s_mitchells]

yesh yesh I am :P