These stars are not my stars
Nor this sky the one I know
Strange eyes stare at me
Everywhere I go
The birds and trees and flowers
Are all so very queer
But this place is now my home
For one lovely, lonely year
- Author: CicakRusak ( Offline)
- Published: March 3rd, 2016 01:19
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 42
Comments2
I wrote this poem at the beginning of my exchange in Indonesia. It was a very hard year, but I wrote this poem with great optimism. Alas, it wasn't a lovely year.
Hi Andie, You have to be pulling my leg, because damn you are a great at poet. This poem is even better then the last one (Disenchanted) I read. I loved the imagery it illustrated in my mind’s eye all the way throughout the poem. AWESOME READ! VaV-VOOM!
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