#moonless - Hello Poetry

Travel alone in a moonless night is a bliss, for the stars lightened my journey. Without the sun and the moon is easy, for not even a shadow could bother me. No noises, no judging eyes, no condemnation, just a mesmerising quietness.

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Jun 22, 2020

Jun 22, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC

asilah

Quietness

Travel alone in a moonless night is a bliss, for the stars lightened my journey. Without the sun and the moon is easy, for not even a shadow could bother me. No noises, no judging eyes, no condemnation, just a mesmerising quietness.

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You came to me in infinite numbers when I am aloof and lighted me up as the stars do to the moonless night. Our amalgamation is paradise.

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Jan 20, 2020

Jan 20, 2020 at 12:36 AM UTC

vachaspathi

Paradise

You came to me in infinite numbers when I am aloof and lighted me up as the stars do to the moonless night. Our amalgamation is paradise.

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Maybe it's been written somewhere in the constitution of the waning moon ― When somebody loves you, you can never be lonely ― But, appearances to the contrary, the moon is sometimes blue; ***counting stars alone in a sky full of stars*** is just about as lonely as 'once in a blue moon' can be ― Like when the night is yours alone or feeling alone in a crowded room hearing Hank Williams moan within your silence "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" ― When it's hard to say you love someone,.. but it's harder to say when you don't ― • • • A coyote's pleading howl breaks the silent twilight engulfing trance cast by the dappled moonlight; like there's some kind of lonely madness swallowing him whole,.. as these two hollow eyes gaze out through the chilly, sobering refreshed Autumn air spilling in through the open window, ***counting stars ― alone in a sky full of stars*** the crackle of the fireplace echoes, startling the silence of a feigned warmth from the other side of an otherwise hollow room and i feel frayed as a hole in an empty pocket with nothing left to lose the impending dark winter nights are lonesome and linger longer than before ... seeing the empty space beside me I remember how it really really aches to just be ... ***lonesome as a blue moon ― *** ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ☽ moonless ― rivers ... 2017

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Oct 18, 2017

Oct 18, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC

harlon-rivers

Lonesome as a Blue Moon ☽

Maybe it's been written somewhere in the constitution of the waning moon ― When somebody loves you, you can never be lonely ― But, appearances to the contrary, the moon is sometimes blue; ***counting stars alone in a sky full of stars*** is just about as lonely as 'once in a blue moon' can be ― Like when the night is yours alone or feeling alone in a crowded room hearing Hank Williams moan within your silence "I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry" ― When it's hard to say you love someone,.. but it's harder to say when you don't ― • • • A coyote's pleading howl breaks the silent twilight engulfing trance cast by the dappled moonlight; like there's some kind of lonely madness swallowing him whole,.. as these two hollow eyes gaze out through the chilly, sobering refreshed Autumn air spilling in through the open window, ***counting stars ― alone in a sky full of stars*** the crackle of the fireplace echoes, startling the silence of a feigned warmth from the other side of an otherwise hollow room and i feel frayed as a hole in an empty pocket with nothing left to lose the impending dark winter nights are lonesome and linger longer than before ... seeing the empty space beside me I remember how it really really aches to just be ... ***lonesome as a blue moon ― *** ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ✩ ☽ moonless ― rivers ... 2017

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You will miss us in the nights of moonless sky.

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Jun 14, 2017

Jun 14, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC

FantasistRPAN

Moonless

You will miss us in the nights of moonless sky.

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He was up late again, reading one of his many comic books, when he heard the usual scratching at the back porch. So engrossed in his title, the youth ****** from his chair and crept toward the window. A band of large masked creatures scurried off into the gloomy, moonless night. The boy thew on his coat and grabbed a flashlight and camera as he headed out onto the back porch. He glanced at one of the raccoons just as he scampered into the gigantic black berry bush below his field. The boy decided to take a closer look. He started to move toward the giant bush below his field when he suddenly tripped over something on the ground. As he across to his feet, he noticed a small door covered with branches and dirt. He brushed away the ******* and stared at the small door in the ground. With out much thought, he put his shacking hand to the handle and slowly opened the door. Hundreds of tiny stairs led their way to a huge room, miles wide and long, but only about four feet high. The room was quiet, he was about to scream when he heard the same scratching noise that was at his back porch, only this sound was louder. The boy slowly turned. His heart pounding in his chest; his body like steel iron. Then, a sudden hush goes over the whole room. He opened his eyes to meet a four foot raccoon staring at him. The animal lifted his head to the boy and whispered, "tag, your it!"

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May 11, 2015

May 11, 2015 at 11:33 AM UTC

anna-marier6

The Thief In The Night

He was up late again, reading one of his many comic books, when he heard the usual scratching at the back porch. So engrossed in his title, the youth ****** from his chair and crept toward the window. A band of large masked creatures scurried off into the gloomy, moonless night. The boy thew on his coat and grabbed a flashlight and camera as he headed out onto the back porch. He glanced at one of the raccoons just as he scampered into the gigantic black berry bush below his field. The boy decided to take a closer look. He started to move toward the giant bush below his field when he suddenly tripped over something on the ground. As he across to his feet, he noticed a small door covered with branches and dirt. He brushed away the ******* and stared at the small door in the ground. With out much thought, he put his shacking hand to the handle and slowly opened the door. Hundreds of tiny stairs led their way to a huge room, miles wide and long, but only about four feet high. The room was quiet, he was about to scream when he heard the same scratching noise that was at his back porch, only this sound was louder. The boy slowly turned. His heart pounding in his chest; his body like steel iron. Then, a sudden hush goes over the whole room. He opened his eyes to meet a four foot raccoon staring at him. The animal lifted his head to the boy and whispered, "tag, your it!"

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अमावस 1. हमने हर दम बस तेरा साथ माँगा, और कुछ नहीं, हाथों में बस तेरा हाथ माँगा। मिल ना सकेंगे दोनो शायद कभी, फिर भी, अमावस ने तन्हाई में हर रात को चाँद माँगा। 2. हसीन हो चली थी शाम, कल चाँद भी कुछ जवाँ था। आज आहिस्ता आहिस्ता ढल गई शाम और अमावस की रात हो गई। आसमाँ पर जैसे उसके जुल्फों की घटा छा गई। आज शायद, चाँद भी अपनी माशूका की बाहों में सो गया, कहीं खो गया। Moonless 1. I asked for all the time, just with you, and nothing more, but your hands in mine. Both may never meet, however, the dark moonless night, longed for her Moon, in loneliness. 2. The day turned into a lovely evening (yesterday), and the moon looked young in his brightness. Gently faded the evening twilight (today), and the night was suddenly moonless. The sky got covered with dark gloomy clouds and the night smiled in her darkness. Perhaps, the moon fell asleep in the arms of his beloved, lost in love and happiness.

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Aug 15, 2014

Aug 15, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC

anand

अमावस - Moonless

अमावस 1. हमने हर दम बस तेरा साथ माँगा, और कुछ नहीं, हाथों में बस तेरा हाथ माँगा। मिल ना सकेंगे दोनो शायद कभी, फिर भी, अमावस ने तन्हाई में हर रात को चाँद माँगा। 2. हसीन हो चली थी शाम, कल चाँद भी कुछ जवाँ था। आज आहिस्ता आहिस्ता ढल गई शाम और अमावस की रात हो गई। आसमाँ पर जैसे उसके जुल्फों की घटा छा गई। आज शायद, चाँद भी अपनी माशूका की बाहों में सो गया, कहीं खो गया। Moonless 1. I asked for all the time, just with you, and nothing more, but your hands in mine. Both may never meet, however, the dark moonless night, longed for her Moon, in loneliness. 2. The day turned into a lovely evening (yesterday), and the moon looked young in his brightness. Gently faded the evening twilight (today), and the night was suddenly moonless. The sky got covered with dark gloomy clouds and the night smiled in her darkness. Perhaps, the moon fell asleep in the arms of his beloved, lost in love and happiness.

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