Lonely Moon
Looking at the moon in the sky tonight
Wondering how such beauty can be so lonely and yet so bright
Alone it stood, alone it glimmer
Alone it remains to shine and glitter.
Where does it get its mighty strength
To illuminate the sky and yet not find its place
It’s free to travel to wherever it goes
But none of which can be called its own
Clouds will come and the moon will go
Covering the moon and all its glow,
What if the moon does not show,
Will it be forgotten like the winter snow?
Is the moon another wonderful entity?
Or is it just a shadow of another’s identity?
Out to shine in the sky at night
Going away in the day of light
As it goes away and out of sight.
Does it go away and out of mind.
Maybe that’s just who I am
Just a shadow of another man
Will I ever outshine you?
Or will I just remain…
As the lonely moon.
From the Pages of the Pathetic Poet
1 comment:
My 1st time posting a comment for my own post :p.
Well post was triggered when SC ask us to look at the sky a few days back and we wat we saw was a beautiful full bright moon... and as i reached home, the moon jz look bigger and somehow it just give me a feeling for this lil' piece...
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