"The Writer in me" pos #1

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I always tell my friends when I comment that I joined mylot because I love writing. Then I realized that I haven't been really writing for the past few months... Well the writer in me is trying to be back.. I have a few poem and compositions to share. I hope to hear from writers and readers too. Happy mylotting everyone. "Strangers" In the cold night, A rose stands alone in the darkness... The cold air lingers in the silence... The empty space is suffocating... It's cold and the mist are forming into droplets. The moon, looked down as it suffers its own misery. It say the rose sparkling there, alone sparkling. The rose's mist sparkled and lessened the moon's agony. The rose looked up and saw moon gleaming on the vast sky. It made the rose feel accompanied, it lessened its emptiness... The rose, the moon, cheered by each other's glare, Fascinated by each other's beauty. Neither of them knew they made each other feel better, Neither is aware of its own beauty, None of them knew the emptiness they both feel.