The Singing StarsA Poem by Ian FarawayThe argent glow of the stars
Fills my body with a sense of languor As if singing to me from the heavens Singing me a sweet sounding lullaby All the anger and hate that filled my soul Melts away, leaving me in an ocean Of blissful pacifism The calming waters deafen me Helping me ignore those around me Saying those words that are sharper Than a spear in the heart Comparing me A gentle, confused soul To that of a chimera A hideous creature An outcast that deserves No love and no place with friends So I will look to the heavens And bathe in its lullaby As it rocks me back and forth Into a most beautiful dream Where I dream of gazing Upon the very stars That put me in a most Wonderful slumber © 2013 Ian FarawayAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorIan FarawaySomewhere, NHAboutIan Faraway is simply a pen name and is not my actual name. Here are a few things to note: 1. If you need me to read anything you've written, please feel free to PM me. Also, let me know if you.. more..Writing
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