The Moon will shine,
Without your smile,
But no longer shall it be,
A Moon that shines for me,
Gone are the days,
When you'd just stay,
So close, smiling at me.
The Moon is cold,
So I am told,
And winter's here for me,
When love is gone,
There is no Sun,
The Moon is all I see.
Oh lonely Moon, my lonely Moon,
Poor orphan in the sky,
Detached from mother Earth,
Your barren surface has no life,
No hope, no love, no mirth.
Oh Moon alone,
Made out of stone,
Rotating in the sky,
A phantom ship,
No life to grip,
No tears to even cry,
No one can feel your loneliness,
As deeply as can I.
Such an awesome write worthy of a full vote, Congrats, Sandra.....10+++++
Blown away by your comment and very grateful! . Thank you very much.
Love and loss are mingled so beautifully. A poetic delight. Sheer excellence. Onto my favourite list.
Dear Noaheen, Thankyou for your lovely comment, one of the most beautiful I have received
The more I read this; the more it rings true TFS Bravo! ! ! ! !
Congratulations, Sandra. This poem continues to be ranked at #30 in the Best Poems of Member Poets. All the best
I am so intrigued about your use of the moon- -most people just leave it sailing through the night sky. You boarded the moon, you gave it life- an orphan of its Mother Earth, [that is so powerful].. I am in love with your closing stanza- - - -]Oh Moon alone, Made out of stone, Rotating in the sky, A phantom ship, No life to grip, No tears to even cry, No one can feel your loneliness, As deeply as can I........................................ This is excellent writing and as excellent a closure as any I have seen. Brilliant. Deserving of at least a 10. Has it ever been made Poem of the Day? It should be.