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Shofi Ahmed Apr 2017
At times I heard the songs of the giants
who opted to sing for a glass of wine!

Like Omar Khayyam would sing to the grove of vine,
while singing their lullabies they wouldn’t mind,
defying the bloomer stars in the moonlights
gladly treading on the black alleys of the night.
Didn't they budge, didn't they bend to pick up  
a potion of the sea, billowing in the dark?
But they opted out, just for a glass of wine!

To paint a glimpse of that gorgeous Saqi
till now they shun, lending the sun a paintbrush,
‘cause "if only it was colourful enough,” yet the sun
paints the enduring shades of the blue yonder.
But they turned around—just for a glass of wine!

The moon hanging low over the ocean took a pause.
The earth weighed down so deep is brimful!
Every sunrise paints new, loves to shine on once more
That delved-deep earth vintage taste, cooled in age-old,  
now close by the hands breathe in, full of warm south.
Yet they opted out—just for a glass of wine!

Even the time is speechless, ask me not but why.
Still keeps an ear bent on the wall of the leaning sky.  
Nor those who pop out with an inside scoop are ever drunk.
Nor they leak out, it’s a sea off the sea or Abe-Hayath.
It ain’t that small, it is the deathless spring of elixir!
There's a meadow past the village
On a hill...where magic swarms
You can see it on a summer night
When the clouds predict the storms
Life from time eternal
Starts appearing in the field
Gnomes and bluebell fairies
and the magic that they yield

You can see them from the village
Dancing in the moonlights glow
You can see the lightning jumping
You can see the ebb and flow
The pixies and the fairies
Folk who are part of their own world
Light up the distant meadow
As the magic is unfurled

Daisies and soft bluebells
fill the meadow in the sun
there is clover and some dragonflies
And young children having fun
The magic folk are hiding
Lights are hid, and tucked away
Until the humans in their world
Pack to end the day

It's then, from down the village
That the meadow lights begin
Where the magic lights the sky up
In the early gloaming din
If a human breaks the borders
Coming out and much too near
The lights go dark...and silent
For the magic world has ears

There are sentries in the meadow
All unseen to you
That alert the makers of the lights
When the humans are in view
there is magic in the meadow
magic lanterns are set free
where the world becomes a canvas
Of dancing lights for all to see
Moonlights Horse Tamela

Silent is in the cold chilly air,
While Moonlight takes her ride
Upon her favorite horse,
she calls ‘’ Tamela,’’ which means
like to control everyone within
its own influence,

she riding and galloping around the castle
looking at the beauty of the land,
this beauty had no words, so breath taking,
but as soon as Moonlight seen Dark Angel
walking her way, she got choked up,
while the heavy winds raged,

ash of rose dust blow into the air,
Oh, Dark Angel never plays fare,
Envy eyes is he, who looks at me,
Always around me every day,
Drops of rain started coming down,

I must always remember everything,
Keep track of his anger, each bladed grass
Has a cut of stain of blood,
Of another soul that has been taken down,
Dark Angel, called out saying it’s time to come in.
Let the slave walk ‘’Tamela,’’ back to the stable,
come in out of the rain,

He takes Moonlights hand to help her get off
Her favorite horse, then she and Dark Angel
Walked very fast back to the castle,
While Brutus was at the door,
reaching for Moonlights shawl.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1986
Joe Cole  Mar 2015
Woman
Joe Cole Mar 2015
In your smile the warmth of sunshine
In your eyes the moonlights glow
Serenity surrounds you
Wherever you do go
The gentle breeze of springtime
Whispers your name into the air
And the colors of the seasons
Are reflected in your hair
Nemo  May 2013
Carnival
Nemo May 2013
Come one, come all,
To the strong mans downfall.
Cut the strings on the marionette,
Believe me, you won't soon forget
The haunting sound of the carousel
Or the staggering heights of the citadel.
A red balloon dancing perfectly in the pale gray sky.
A small child lets out a remorseful cry.
The clowns with their agonizing smiles,
Grab hold of your soul and change its style.
You've waited along time for this.
This frightening bliss of a midnight kiss,
And the familiarity of the moonlights whisper.
You've lost control of your juggling act
Prepare yourself for impact.
Watch out for where the sidewalk cracks,
Because everyone knows how that will end.
Come one, come all,
I've done it all
for you.
Jamie King Aug 2017
Waltzing under red moonlights
as thorns tear tongues. We laugh
with black roses reposed in the mouth.

Severed Bonds serve savour songs, as Love leaves longing letters in ponds
of heavy healing hearts.

We waltz still, not as statues but  temperative trumpeters tailing tundras with tabinet tufts.
Again the moonlights company
4 am. She's somewhere.
About the skies glow
Stars flicker eyes turn
Search seek
A lone northern light
A light show
I gaze up to search for
And she's there I turn. My
Sight looks beyond now
Beyond my dim sight
Farther than I can reach
And I hope.
I remember
I close my eyes
And see.
But
For tonight
Her memory
And the moon
Light glow northerly
And a star's
Twinkle
And all my might
Are all I can see.
She is everywhere
But here...

She walked this night
in a snow covered field
as the snow blew all around
dancing diamond’s, iridescent light
with a kiss, the magic was sealed.

To the sky she points, lights appear
stunning colors, fill the dark of night
a graceful dance, only he will see
the beauty of the northern lights.

To him, she sends, her heart, her soul
through lights that dance among the stars
pushing back a looming shadow
she takes comfort in their beautiful memoirs.

Closing her eyes, she sees his face
his eyes, his heart, her beaconing light
pushing back that looming shadow
bringing comfort to her fright.

So she walks this night
in a snow covered field
as the snow blows all around
dancing diamond’s, iridescent light
with a kiss, the magic was sealed.
~
Katlyn Orthman Nov 2012
Starry night
Stars in sight
Beneath the moon light
Eyes watery with forlorn sadness
Mirrors in the water
The small lake before me
Not quite still
My sad eyes
The key to my soul
I'm looking deep into them
What cause this pain
That has burried itself inside of me
Lowered head my brown hair curtains my face
It makes it a bit easier to look at my reflection
But whenever I dare the look
I feel angry
I hit the water with all my might!
But the water simply sloshes
Then settles back into is not quite still state
I feel like screaming
But I don't understand what's wrong
I only know that I feel disgusted with myself
I just wish that I could wash it all away
Wash away the pain the regret
My mistakes my flaws
My tears
My blood
I just want to restart
A new beginning
But my story has yet to end
I stand before the lake
And glance at the sky
Before I step into the cool water
And before I know it I'm summerged
I scream everything out
Until I run out of air
I kick to the surface
And take a deep breath
My throat already felt sore
But I could still feel the nagging anger
So I summerged myselfr again
And scream
Scream raw
Angry
Hurt
Ugly
Stupid
Not enough
So I scream more
Scream worthless
Failure
I scream until I choke
I scream until I begin to cry
Until I'm lifeless
I just lay thee out of energy
On the bank
Of the lake
Beneath the moon
And her starry eyes
I lay there and I just wish
It were all different
That I was better
That I was more
Sleep tight in moonlights touch
Sweet dreams will reach the mind
Like angels kisses on the cheek
You’ll see smiling face asleep.
When full  moon is looking down at you.


Shell✨🐚

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