the night was silent
a rare ambience
of an unknown fragrance
the breeze glided awhile
amidst the starry night sky
the moon was in hiding
my love
i searched for the moon
desperately
madly
crazily
almost like a lunatic man
to carry my message
to you
that I miss you......
~avijeet musafir das

I think I'm crazy.
The space by me is *spinning,
and I'm seeing stars.

© Matthew Harlovic

The aloofness of the moon in the effervescent night
In between the clouds teasing the sight
As the lavish words of the owls permeates the air
Summoning the wolves to howl in despair
Unable to muffle the loquacious toads by the lake
While the fluid branches of the trees dance to the nocturnes of the wind
How they cradled the woods to sleep
Still there is a flurried silence
Inexplicable gloom
Emitted by the bright moon
Spreading like wild fire in the meadows
Creating eerie shadows through the glass windows
The lake glittered as if the stars have fallen in the waters
She dipped her nakedness in the aching cold
Emotionless
Her face illuminated by the reflection in the silver waters
She submerge her breath to fill her lungs
She never felt as light, numb and hollow
The moon signed as witness
To the blooming flowers that midnight
Ever hungry for the moonlight
Like her convulsing consciousness desperate for salvation
And to the corpse of the maiden afloat in the lake
The unapologetic moon stood to watch
The beautiful soul as it slowly swells
Along with melancholia
Writhing across the serene lake



-Melancholia, Margaret Austin Go

On my moon I am always alone
Little lunatic among the Unknown.
Time to time  makes here a fire
And sit near full of hope and desire.

Snow will never  warm me up
Could you help it to do that ?
Or  give a warmth to the sup
Since from love I escaped I'm so fat.

Here In a land of moaning dust
With a scale in the world of immensity
Where seas are filled with the past
How can I be without insanity...

On my moon where I am alone
While nobody here to dethrone
Mind badly infected by sting
I will command myself as a king.

Everyone I know is crazy,
except those in the hospitals.
The insane haven't lost their ****** minds,
they've found it.

If you can't understand this,
perhaps you're considered 'sane,'
by the 'sane,' when really,
you're blinded by society's plague.

Open your mind to insanity !
You have much to learn.
The world around us is a lie.
If you can't comprehend that,

open your  **eyes