I don't think I'll ever find out,
Why I stare at the moon so oft,
Lying in my bed, from my window I look out,
And watch him brighten the Earth, with his light so soft...
I don't know what the crescent holds,
That I look at and am lost everytime,
I wonder what story he wants to unfold,
Or what that story has to do with mine...
Night after night, I watch him traverse the sky,
His crescent smiles turning to round laughs and the laughs turning back to smiles,
I wonder how they love each other so, I sometimes even wonder why,
His world revolves around hers, and yet, they remain separated by distant miles...
Why I stare at the moon so oft,
Lying in my bed, from my window I look out,
And watch him brighten the Earth, with his light so soft...
I don't know what the crescent holds,
That I look at and am lost everytime,
I wonder what story he wants to unfold,
Or what that story has to do with mine...
Night after night, I watch him traverse the sky,
His crescent smiles turning to round laughs and the laughs turning back to smiles,
I wonder how they love each other so, I sometimes even wonder why,
His world revolves around hers, and yet, they remain separated by distant miles...
7 comments:
that was really ethereal. Loved it!!
:)
Really?
Why thank you!
Beautiful poem.. Awesome one.. I must say..
Thank you!
Seeing you here after long!
loved the way its written....
cud relate to it in someway.
I'm just incredibly glad you've re-read it!
Thank you so much, you couldn't have paid a better compliment!
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