Gazing from a forgotten cliff, down a old city. Seeing stars in the sky, each one representing many worlds, many possibilities. Looking down at the city lights, each representing a person, many stories and infinite possibilities. Looking up at sea of stars, looking down at an ocean of lights, feeling like I will drown in either, wondering if floating is it any better. Maybe I should just decide whether I should drown in a sea, or a ocean. Until I decide I should just keep floating .
Moon Gazer
sorry its not even a poem I just wrote it while I was looking down from a mountain at city sorry for sucking or mistakes
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“Seeing stars in the sky, each one representing many worlds, many possibilities.”
That’s cool, and that’s true. It blows my mind that what we gaze up at each day, the sun, is just an average star in a universe filled with them. World’s around suns in an endless sea.
Good job, wonderful thoughts, and no wonder you can’t decide where to drown. So many possibilities.
thank you very much your the first person to complement anything i write