#moonlit poems on Hello Poetry

Poetic T Aug 2017

Moonlit

Staring down serene
views,
looking over the ocean.
The moon gazed tranquilly
looking at stars in the
mirror of waving tides.

#waves #mirror #ocean #moonlit #tranquilly

Colm Jul 2017

Expressions

No metaphor will tell it
Although I convince myself within the moment
That it will last

That the clouds above my head
The howling wind which I adore
The summer rain and the glorious morn
Will indeed last

But they never do

Because no metaphor can contain
Or stretch it over the canvas to fit
Or even begin to properly paint
This representation known as you

You simply are, as simply is
Beyond the metaphor
Within the shadow of a moonlit truth

The best happens...when you stop thinking about it. And just say it. As it is. True.

#expressions #beyond #the #metaphor #moonlit #truth #shadow #true #sean #scribbles

Honor and Roses May 2017

Nefelibata

God I miss him,
I miss the days of old.

I can taste it.

It tasted like a windy summer night.
Where the waxing gibbous moon was radiating;
Lighting up the cloudless night and then reflecting on the surface of my heart.

Where every small movement of he makes
– with his lips, hands and fingers caused ripples.
They were exaggerated in the best way possible.

It tasted like a cold autumn night;
Like the golden, sweet and sticky honey;
drizzled over warm waffles and a hot cup of rose tea.

Where the waxing gibbous moon was glowing;
Glowing through my curtains then onto my mirror,
casting a reflection on my bed.

Where he lies all day,
Waiting for me to return from reality –
to where I truly belong.
Where we waltzed with stars and I slide down the Milky Way
right into his arms.

I am a nefelibata.

This is a true recount of my feelings for someone. I have an obsession with a moon, stars and whatever that is in the universe/ outer space. I often feel inspired by when I see the moon. From my room, I have a clear view of the moonlit sky and it feels very comforting.

Honor

#love #moon #moonlight #moonlit #lunar #cloudwalker #dreamer #cloud #universe #reality #escape #miss #imissyou

Kamila More Cabisada Apr 2017

Haiku no. 2 (Yeshua at Night)

Moonlit summer shore
Blackness deep waves sing
He walks
A pencil writes His thoughts

Vivid dream several years ago

#haiku #thoughts #night #at #pencil #blackness #moonlit #yeshua

Viji Suresh May 2016

A wild Symphony

Beneath the Golden moon,
The waves shimmer,
Like silver streaked with gold,
The beauty lies before me,
I dreamt of you stealing behind me..
Together we witnessed the serenity screened for us,
Sound of the sea orchestrated a wild Symphony,
Waves dancing on silver sand,
The salty peanuts you fed me there..
My tongue cleaning your fingers without a speck...
Content you continued to write from where you left.
I continued to type this song, continuous without a period...
This is just one evening of our lives...
There might be many,
There might be none,
But,  Its easy I can reproduce you through my memory,
Another moonlit night and you stealing behind..
The winds might roar then,
The moon might disappear without trace,
We will stand and witness the waves roar,
A wild dance that threatens and we step back,
A hurricane may brew before our eyes,
But, my heart calm resting at your side...
A cold ice cream this time,  rain washing your sticky fingers,
You nod at me and I followed,
A Spring morning,  when the tides lazed and slept...
You held a tulip and ran on my cheeks,
I stood there closing my eyes...
It's time to reproduce you back,
The Scottish village idyllic before our eyes.

#love #moon #spring #sea #symphony #village #moonlit #scottish #tulip #moonlitnight

Tom McCone Sep 2015

cold arc

solemn was the cratered gleam,
pointing through engorged blossoms
out in the front yard. the thing,
itself, was gnashed by teeth in
reddened cloak. a crown of
empty glow. slowly,
the sky percolated out, through
my thoughts and dreams; places
left over, broken glass strewn
in my head and gut. lone
hand stirring in the clean light.
hypnotic path, yet i stray.
so strange, so strange.

so, i
set meaning on wind.
yet, yielding no answer,
dark pinnacles hide you,
watching back over all of
this expanse.

my heart is no small cavern:
no amount of howling will
change its flows or ebbs,
hollow knocks, or nestings.
your fields are immense, oh
brighter light, and deform smooth,
in all fine transience, leaving
dusty trails in the corners
of the buried systems
of my mind.

and the wealth of the world was
no more than specks upon the mantle,
in our eyes. we sat above it all,
counting out time on
fingers and toes,
stone, and
shadow

[to the tune of: https://slaapwel.bandcamp.com/album/ruis]

#moonlit #heaviness

Sally A Bayan Dec 2014

SILHOUETTES

(On Moonlit Nights)

While others are busy jingle bell-ing
and Christmas tree-gazing,
i have wrapped myself, for
i am going back...
remembering anew
how it is to walk
under a star-laden Christmas sky
these tree-shrouded paths
leading to the sea...
alone and unafraid,
somehow, still hoping,
to feel your hand, holding mine...

Reliving once again
magical moments with thee,
silhouettes...of you and me.

This Christmas night...i walk
these paved shrouded paths.
i am desperately awaiting your presence,
for your body to be next to mine...
the blowing wind roars, and ends
as a soft sea breeze...
though it still stirs,
i feel a warm breath near my face...
my heart leaps.....then settles down
for, there's no one there when i turn to look...
a dream, you have become.
i see just a tall, bended shadow,
reaching down
to cover my shoulders
on this cold, cold night,
to caress my head,
cloaking me, shielding me.
this tree,
this silhouette,
will once again shelter me
on this, another moonlit night,
lonely and wasted,
for I am
without thee.

(October 13, 2013---6:09 AM)

Sally

Copyright 2013
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayann

...somebody told me once, to never stoop down to the levels of mediocrity, that love poems were a mediocre lot, to which I totally disagree....
:::if this is a mediocre write
:::then let it be
:::some moments, I wanna be
:::jtonight,
:::a mediocre, I shall once again be...

#love #lonely #lost #nights #christmas #moonlit #silhouettes

Musfiq us shaleheen Nov 2014

Crushing Moonlit

~
Underneath a crushing moonlit
Roses are dancing in a glow garden
Cram of comeliness whispering through my pensive
Applaud an agitating mind of dragging love
That submerging under a poetic passion
A wild **** of beauty wishing to crave a romance
Stressing on mind that makes
Bubbles of emotions simultaneously,
Touching and filling the empty dreams
That essence of heaven creating the melody of divine music
Passing through the poet's nose and nails
Deep ache popping at the heart and stone
There render of love conceiving to catch a **** of heaven
A tangible gaiety that creates so surprising illusion
The glimmer chords becoming to splash
The utmost inflames growing to outburst,
Bursts into the fire of gaiety--
Psyche pouring a fathomless passion till the twilight
Where there I am dancing alone with my shadow,
Ah! my Love--
Oh! my Love ----
What a Crushing Moonlit!!
~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

underneath the crushing moonlit: the beauty makes a divine melody

#love #heartbreak #dream #beauty #crushing #moving #divine #glimmer #moonlit #gaiety