A POEM ABOUT NIGHT

It is just one of those random poems I wrote about what I feel when I look up at the night sky... hope one likes it...

AM I SUPPOSED TO WRITE A POEM,

A POEM ABOUT THE NIGHT..

OR A POEM ABOUT THE SKY;

MAYBE I DON'T KNOW WHY.

ARE THE STARS THERE GLEAMING BRIGHT?

WITH THE BACKGROUND OF THE SKY;

LIKE LITTLE DROPLETS OF PURE SHINE

SEPARATED BY THE NIGHT.

IS THE FIERY RED THE ANGER?

OF THE GODS THAT LIVE HIGH;

THEIR VOICES BOOMING THUNDER;

OR IS IT THE EYES,

OF A WOMEN NOT SLEPT FOR DAYS.

RED.. WAITING FOR THE NIGHT,

TO SOLVE ALL HER PROBLEMS;

OR IS IT JUST A DREAM

OR AN IMAGINATION BLOWING BY;

IN THE COLD WINDS THAT ENVELOPE

THE BEAUTIFUL NIGHT SKY;

HOW AM  SUPPOSED TO WRITE

ABOUT THE NIGHT SKY;

WHEN EVERY TIME I SEE

I SEEM TO REALIZE..

HOW SMALL WE ARE IN FRONT

OF THE BEAUTIFUL NIGHT SKY;

IT GIVES US A GLIMPSE OF THE UNIVERSE

FAR BEYOND OUR NAKED EYES;