Last night the stars <br />Rumored of his defeat. <br />They lined a perfect <br />Smile across the navy <br />Duress <br />And shined a mocking <br />Tale of every destiny <br />He had disowned… <br /> <br />He was given the rights <br />To happiness— <br />And yet he had baffled <br />Even the gods. <br /> <br />What is it that he <br />Didn’t deserve <br />That ties his story <br />To the successions of failure? <br /> <br />And will they mock him? <br />Will destiny shine its sky <br />Mirror onto his faded pride <br />And reflect the face of past <br />Fears? <br /> <br />Will his faith fold, slowly <br />Piece by happy piece <br />Inside the darkest chapters <br />Of his world? Will <br />He release the hope he was promised, <br />The sandy world he had quickly built <br />With dreams? <br /> <br />How quiet the night seems. <br /> <br />He refuses to look into the presence of stars <br />He refuses to recount their promise <br />They had already deceived him once.<br /><br />Masiela Lusha<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/celestial-rumors/
