Nighttime used to be my favorite part of the day. All of the craziness, all the stressing and running around would come to an end as soon as the sun would set on the horizon. That reddish yellow light would soon give in to a glowing yellow, whitening against a dark set. The moon would rise, ravishing the skies, surrounded by a million bright stars. Everything changes when the night comes....
Let Me In
On this mysterious full moon night Let the world vanish away like powder in an hourglass Here, time means nothing anymore and thoughts Are random leaves floating in the warm summer air. So, let the moon exercise its magic over you, Let the night bring the peace and quiet you search for, Let every problem, every regret, every sorrow and defeat Abandon the body they so seek. Let it...
If there ever comes a day when we can’t be together keep me in your heart,...– Winnie The Pooh
The Final Act
“The Final Act” by Lisa Teller, is another one of my favorite poems. I fell in love with it, the moment my English teacher brought it to class. It fell right into place, since we were on the ‘substance abuse’ topic for the trimester. We read it, we analyzed it, and all of the class loved the poem. Afterwards I couldn’t stop repeating the lines over and over again in...