Just a small random poem I scribbled during my last journey to home.
Out I went under the starry sky,
unaware of the full moon shining bright.So beautiful as was the view;
so much to see, so much to love.I had only drunk half a glass of its glory
when my eyes turned red and mind heavy.Lusty eyed I passed out staring at the sky;
what was left to be seen came in my dreams.Dreams of galaxies far away, but they bust
in the morning when I was woken by stardust.