THE MOON MADE IT DARKER

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THE MOON MADE IT DARKER

After all what in my life has passed and gone,
I believed that with fairy tales and storytells im done,
but i was once shock of a learning that i can own a star.
I first saw this star and a whisper says that it is mine.

I don't want to own a star, and i'm not ready to bring it home,
Life is kaleidoscope and full of twirls as i lock myself in room
Haven't thought i can make it and always see it as a doom,
But nevertheless this star came to me and stayed with me and the moon,

With the shine of the star, i overlooked the moon,
Felt excitement in polishing the star, but not the moon,
Hanged every little thing that would make the star more shiny and brighter,
and then i was convinced that i must grow the starshine bigger,

As i go off from work, leaving the star and the moon,
i make every ride a spaceship to rush home and make it soon,
I always polish the crests of the stars, make it everyday shinier,
I fed it with love and care for i thought it would be mine forever,

Having a star, i've changed my ways,
Living with a moon inside a home, make believed life would be brighter,
Who say's light, can always lead you to any direction better?
when the light can blind you and shall lead you nowhere,

As i was at the peak of attachment to the star,
I noticed the moon was silent at far,
with eyes, blurred with tears, and cheeks pale with shame,
the moon told me one thing, and it ends to blame,

The truth revealed and the moon sayeth to me:
Thank you for taking care of my little star,
but since the first day, it cannot be yours and i knew it so far,

That little light can be your star as long as you wish,
but nevertheless, it cannot be yours forever in a bliss,
I whispered to you that that star is yours,
and good you believed and treat it yours,

But i was crying to see you crazy with that light,
and i long to tell you honestly with fright and might,
that that star is not yours,
and will never ever be forever yours,

Every night i see you polishing its light,
Though tired, hungry and weary, you make it sure you make it shine,
You haven't noticed me,
My deeds you cannot see,
I never sleep,
I am thinking deep,
Shall i, must i, may i,
shall i say it to you that i

that i lied and made you believe that the star is yours,
so everytime darkness fell, i let my brightness shine on you,
making it a sacrifice for my sins to you,

I know i must leave,
Thank you for the care and love for my little star,
and you will see me shedding the brightness every night,
for i know you'll forget me soon with all your might...

Going back to where i started,
the star i've loved that i thought mine unwanted,
Since that day, i can always see from far,
But repressed to go that far,

I know i can be there,
But preferred to be here,
Now im done,
the star and the moon is gone,

ready to face the sun again.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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