#moom
the Moon comes around
lighting an eerie night
Barn Owls silently hunt
white witches riding air
the Moon casts a spell
noone escapes her craft
the Barn Owls screech
song from ancient depths.
Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 12:13 PM UTC
I want to milk the sky,
and fill this empty bucket called soul
with more of light,
I want to milk the sky,
pour more happiness in your eyes
and when I dive into them
to come back blind,
never see reality as it is
just see the light,
I want to milk the sky,
and tell the moon not to ever cover the sun,
their ending love should be the sacrifice
for us selfish beings,
a last sacrifice
to stop the darkest dark
and get the never ending light.
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC
The moon is a loyal companion
Sitting up listening to me cry
Comforting me until I fall asleep.
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC
I once built a ladder to the moon
To deposit my heartbreak among the stars
I gathered the slivers, the shards and dust
Then piled it there on the moon to rust
Next to a flagpole that never was
Under the brilliance of a blazing sun
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC