The Moon Is merely a moon For a second If you Relate that Then it's Love With that gaze
Genre: Almost Romantic
Theme: Zen Element
The moon was ready to write a poem for her
I was in her symphony She was in my lyrics We share our ideas together Cause it makes us healthier She burns my waste thoughts I give her a new situation to shine
super achievement! we finally look away from our cell phones... three... two.. one. back to our prolonged eclipses...
Moon O Moon!
Why are you red? Is your mood bad? Moon O Moon! Why people call you? That you go blue. Moon O Moon! Why are you miss? Your sight is a bliss,, Moon O Moon! Why are you crescent? And then absent. Moon O Moon! Why are you eclipsed? A part is missed. Moon O Moon! Why are you super? When I'm bigger. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Oh dear Earth! Why do you blame? It's all your game. Oh dear Earth! You cast your shadow, And hide my glow. Oh dear Earth! You turn your face, It's not my phase. Oh dear Earth! You behave psychic, And I am called lunatic. Oh dear Earth! I am always same, My shine is all your game. Oh dear Earth! Reflecting your color, What is given, same I offer. Oh dear Earth! I don't have air. I'm always fair. Oh dear Earth! Out of my love for you, My phases caused by you. Oh dear Earth! My love is eternally for you, Staying away yet eyeing for you. Oh dear Earth! What if you don't respond? I will keep making your round.
Moon is my muse since childhood...
Witnessed supermoon/red moon/blue moon/Eclipse just now..... wrote on hp directly... No edit spare me for childlike language...
Blue moon, great moon, supermoon
Never wanna be hidden Far across the sky I see you, I live you I will quickly run to take you To walk, to run, to enjoy the every moment with you
I wondered how the moon
Was superbly beautiful. Taking chances to climb up high And more higher than usual reach, Just to admire it more than ever. I spoke with a girl of age 8, Explaining her about the supermoon She asked supermoon? After understanding it She said wait, wait. Let's go to the terrace And admire it together.
A bond formed talking about the moon and how she can relate to it more as her mom used to tell her stories about moon when she was a child.
The Moon tonight
like a woman with child that heavenly glow alight, bright as the brightest smile, giving hope to the Earth for peace, at least for awhile some joy bundled in the birth for a world weary of worldly trials.
Super Moon, January 1st, 2018. Happy New Year, world, and to all of us HP peeps.
There is always a story in thee,
Thy face is a beautiful tragedy Thy ring of light that whispers mystery Tonight thy enchantress, a perigee.
Crashing oceans, hypnotic slow motion.
Tides rolling onto shore. She dances under the super moon, Wild and timeless. Connected to the universe, She breathes in the stars, as the wind plays with her hair, And my how she out shines the sky.
Standing on my balcony
I am gazing at the skies The stars wink at me But the bright moon fills my eyes A mellifluous zephyr Glides over my face It brings a distant voice That whispers you’re in a near by place I wonder how the murky clouds Try to shut off the cosmic lights I want the southern winds to blow And bring you back to sight Cuz darling, tonight is the night You fill my space before it’s late The moon is the closest tonight Since nineteen forty eight -Pranav Hegde