#WritcoPoemPrompt89
Cosmic and silver lined dreams,
More than a castle in the air,
Crisscrossed shade and sunny gleams,
It's time to disconnect from it and travel somewhere else,
keeping the hope high
and steps brave ,
sitting on an enclave ,
the sunset at the horizon,
got me a thought.
if sun can set every day
and rise again the next day,
why can't i learn to...