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Tsuki no ume Jun 15
Spinning and Spinning ,Round and round,
On the roof ,On the ground
On my feet ,On my toes,
Laughing and crying my heartfelt woes
The wide smile ,the care-free laughter
Very much like the Life of After
Dancing as i sing,Running as i hum
On my tunes ,Under the moon
Which glows with a beautiful sense of woon
Waiting for you from the noon
Promising ill be meeting ;very soon
To feel your presence beneath the sky
i have my secrets ill tell you why
I chase your light so you wont hide
I wish the clouds wont come any near
Hiding you away from my eyes
I wish only to see your sight
Basking myself in the moon light
When two spheres met to gaze
Racing my heart, burning  ablaze
Enlightening the weak soul of me
Flaming the sparks,the wonder ,the glee,
Sparkling and brightening the eyes of me
Dialating the pupils inside of them
The pounding heart beating aloud
Right inside the chest of me
I hear the sound ,i hear the beat
My pulse rising at the sight of you
You might be not as bright as sun
But you are the one which made spun
With love, with emotions ,with which we hung
Every night in the sky,
Before the dusk and twilight,
Gazing with you ;the starlights,
Flickering a flame in the night
Gently pulling; the ocean tides,
Moon you are the flame;the spark
Which made me burn ,which made me lark,
I dont care to be lost ,
From this world ,From this coast,
As long as i can reach the sky
Wishing to be the star just beside you
Because when the world would gaze the sky
There would be us you and i
Side by side two sparkling lights,
Shining and twinkling with all their might,
I wish the stars, i bless the moon,
I promise ill come to you very soon.
                         __tsuki no ume.
Srishti Jun 15
When I asked the moon,
“Why are you always compared with beauty?”
Maybe it's because
I am the ugliest.

When I asked the rose,
“Why are you the first gift in love?”
Maybe it's because
I meant to end it.
Even they lied
Erin Jun 14
I'll sneak away at night
when the world is fast asleep
as your breath rises and falls, deep and slow
as the stars dance in the sky under their mother the moon
hidden by the light from the street lamps

I'll quietly slip from my warm bed
shocked by the chilling air as I peel back the covers
and I'll tip-toe past your bedroom
and put on my shoes
and leave my tear-stained letter on the kitchen table

you won't even notice as I leave
as I creep open the front door hesitantly
as my feet drag me out to the bus stop
and I wonder if it's too late to turn back

when the bus brings me to my stop
and I walk towards the bridge
my heart won't stop racing
I wonder if this really is my fate
as I near the ledge

I shut my eyes and envision you
still drifting away in the land of dreams
sleeping peacefully in my absence
I get closer to the ledge

you won't even notice I'm gone
your chest will still rise and fall
your dreams will continue to play
the stars will continue to dance under their mother moon
and the street lamps will shine until the morning
and when the morning comes
and the sun rises out of its bed
and the moon and her children leave for the day
and your dreams finally come to an end
please don't miss me
My first hello poetry poem/entry poem :) wrote this at like 3 am on a school night.
Carlo C Gomez Jun 11
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Enter the lair

Of a cloudless grenadine

Misty branches of sun

On the outer marker

And in their place

A strawberry moon

~
Yashkrit Ray Jun 9
Sitting like a stone,
Why have we grown?
The moon’s following you,
On the street, walking alone.
All of a sudden
The stars have stopped shining
Blimming sadness in Heaven
Too many babies are maimed and hurt
Too many infants are starving and suffering
Too many women are crying and mourning
And too many men are being sought
For summary executions
Where countless elders of the sad nations
Have disappeared without a trace
The pain is excruciating. What a disgrace!

All of a sudden
The sky has become extremely dark
Flaming chaos in Heaven
The cemetery is in the park
The buildings are bombed and bulldozed
For heaven’s sake, too many soldiers are overdosed
Where ships, vessels, yachts, boats and canoes are sunk
Somewhere is buried a dead skunk
Where everything is comatose and decomposed
No one can honestly envision a bright future
Where nobody can dry the tears of Mother Nature.

The stars have stopped shining
The moon is visibly absent
The sun is on strike and fasting
And the weather is eerily aberrant.

Copyright © June 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
I'm getting older
I'm finding me
I'm realizing certain things like
I'm not my scars
I'm not my depression
I'm not the pain they caused me
I'm not filthy
I'm not pain
I'm not disease

I'm simply me
I'm loving and sweet
I'm music beneath my feet
I'm overjoyed over simple things
I'm moonlight and stars
I'm singing in the car
I'm anything i want to be
I'm simply me

I read a book for the first time in years
It nearly brought me to tears
About a girl and all her fears
As i read
In my head
I thought
Why does she hate herself so much
What's up with that
But then i look back
And that was me

I was devoured by my own destiny
I hated myself
I pleaded for help
I beat myself
I blamed myself
I became negative
And down
Always with a frown
I felt like a clown
I read this book
And it made me see
It inspired me

I have grown
I have changed
I have became
Less deranged
I found love
Within myself
And forgiveness
For my own hell
I am comfortable in my own skin
That is an absolute win

Take time today
To appreciate your accomplishments
Remember you are not your pain
You are not for their gain
You are you
And you can be
Anything you want to be
I want to be free
Like a leaf
Dancing in the wind
Going softly with a grin
Every so often I'll spin
And let others see
How they too can be
Free

That is me
And that
Makes me happy
: ) 🌿
Megan Jun 8
I cup the moon in my hands
from a safe space
on untamed ground
in a forgotten place.

The moon—
its glow, it lingers,
wrapping soft eggshell hues
around my fingers.
I-sun Marami Jun 4
I earned my bread
from the stubborn flesh of my body—
but it didn’t feed me,
didn’t fill me.

The moon had ripened full;
I cut from its cheese
and laid it in my bread.

From the next day,
I saw it sulk—
growing smaller,
then vanishing.
:⁠-⁠(
Megan Jun 4
In the shadows of a dead city,
where feet tap cracked pavement
and broken fluorescents blink,
there hovers a sphere of soft glow.

You might call it the sky’s cheese,
but I call it a nightlight—
hovering low like a searchlight
for the ******.

Never spoken of
unless it’s full,
a beacon for a wolf’s howl,
an ear for your secrets
when no one else listens.
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