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All the expectations and love for you Shattered and annihilated in a moment or two Building the castles in air, I was Pursuing you, was my biggest loss Deep in your self, I have lost mine
Truth be told it's the stars that remind me of you. How they sit up there shimmering and shining, completely outnumbering and surrounding the moon. Yet each one falls so short of her brilliance, her magnitude.
La luna llena cae del cielo Con una luz intensa de relampago Pero sin sonido alguno Libre de las cadenas de la gravedad Cae Y desaparece en la oscuridad La osuridad completa
I dream of climbing out my window in the dead of night Perching myself on the rooftop and gazing up at the stars The worlds different when it's dark out It's still
You were my sunshine and i used to be your moon, My revolution was around earth yet glowed only for you. An elliptical love circle, that never meant to end soon, As I have belief in our love's photon stew.
She shines bright Like the moon Stars twinkling In her eyes And yet no one sees That those stars Are starting to
You cast the shadow. I tend to hide behind it. We are an eclipse.
he looked at her like she was the sun. that is, he squinted and cowered in the face of her absolute radiance. Years later, someone else looked at her like she was the moon. that is,
The MoonA light to the lostA hope to the brokenA lover to the romanticsA muse for the artists
Epitome of Altruism “Live and breathe kindness Selflessness is a guidance It is a lifestyle Helping you fight through every trial”
you have a million suitors anyone who meets you becomes entranced by your beauty the better men try to look a little deeper
High In the sky sat the moon. Perched on his throne of night. In a sea of stars he lay, shining ever so bright. The Sun asked him how he did it. How could he stay awake for so long?
The moon keeps no secrets, No qualms, No grudges. It’s filled with only blues And calms And oil pastel smudges.
truthfully, vulnerability is like an open flamebut you take the leaplike an astronaut
There's nothing more depressing than pigeons in the park. Did you know that stars are most likely burnt out by the time we see their light? Your soft lips in the light of the exit sign,
You better howl if you wanna be heard, wolf, Sing it even if it sounds absurd, wolf, Change is everything—now watch her turn, wolf,
Imagine us Under the moon We ignore its beauty Artemis gives light In our days of old Respect was common The moon is our companion Not just a figure, but a friend
Her face is like the midnight sky. The whites of her eyes are half moons, and the stars escape when she cries. I hope she doesn''t anytime soon, but I've tagged her with graffiti constellations,
Abscond. Verb, meaning to sneak away and hide.
He stared at the eye of the caliginous sky, accepting its shining, warm embrace. An eye white as jasmine, a healer of aches; His grin extended to the dimples on his face,
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
Dull stardust dims the light that no longer reflects the Sun.Night reigns eternal, silent and dark,Echoes sounding off to make sure they aren’t alone.This was the Queen of the Day’s before she vanished,
The darkness is all aroundI can not seeI walk aroundBut can not find my way outThen the moon comes outShining bright like the sunI can see everythingFinally seeing the pathI see monsters lurking I am terrified and anxiousI run trying to make it ou
I never understood the word moonbeam until I saw one. A stream of milky white on a canvas of dark and unforgiving ocean. The moon seemed to paint a streak down the middle as if someone had dropped the paint brush.
Selene goddess of the moon if she were here in present day would be known to travel the world admiring the beauty of nature in all its glory I have a feeling
Sophia full of wisdom and grace. The sun radiates from her face. Beneath her feet the moon does lay. A crown of seven stars upon her head, resting, do they stay. In the beginning, you hovered over the face of the earth.
The moon rises to take her place in the night sky. She is surrounded by her children, before their light begins to die. The sun sets and descends to the underworld, leaving the world dark and cold. But yet, there is a light so bold.
Always staring Never speaking. Always shining Never meeting. Always endeavor Never go. Always together Never close.
By my bed, at night, there are three windows Sometimes the moon travels from the first to the third Sometimes the moon stays on the second
I wanted so badly to be the sun, to bring warmth and light to be the life. But after so many battles of fighting the night,
1. it burns—my shadow feedingit the popcorncelling as I sleep to keep italive,
Through the rain drenchedburden of heavy branches,you rise—a mist halo of hazesoftly framing your face,
The sun comes down through the dark clouds The lights go out on a melancoly hill The dark comes when the light is out of bounds The light decays in my hands like a disolving pill Light doesn't last a day or two
In the psychic quietof a pale-plum night,the semi-staccato of ourclumsy handshakesare alchemized—
he lays in her lap as her petal-soft fingers run through his star-ridden curls he tells her that her freckles could make an entire galaxy
I don’t want to be your sunshine I want to be your moonlight
The soft touch of the yellow light Folds my hair gently behind my ear And I look up at the lovely moon It’s freckled face always smiling back at me
I can not live without the moon. I can survive, yes, but am unable live. When the moonlight is gone, the night skies turn bleak. The forces that banish it I will never forgive.
From the narrowest sliver of space Caught between roof and tree The moon is shining brightly Through my window to me, So bright, so fair, so proud it shines For the briefest glimpse of time
The tired Sun rests On waves and pale sand, as the Moon waits for his turn
The moon has phases, but my sexuality does not. However, I will not take your ignorance as an insult. Your ignorance is a compliment. Every time you say that it is "just a phase" you are asking what stage of life I am in.
The daytime dreamer is always so beautifully alive in her mind. But, she looks so cold - on the outside; like an aged book with a cracked spine.
Doll House September 6, 2018 ~ Thursday Winter in the heart Blue as the sea Off the windy coast of Maine A little mermaid in waiting
Everyone you have ever met, has left an impact on your life. Whether you’ll remember it or not. Sometimes the ones who leave the biggest imprint on your life are the ones you’ll never meet.
Why does the moon absent? She must be tired of faces She decided to be absent To get what she is worth To know how she evaluates As she tired of looking down She tired of seeing the earth She tired of looking to the face Who hate himself and his
Your hands draw music from the mute. Whimpers and near silent prayers, murmurs from below bubble and spill. Waves crash and the melody swells from a once silent body.
The stars, Like headlights, On the New Jersey Turnpike, Stuck in constellation traffic. The moon whispered my name
I am the moon. Cowering behind the sunlight, so bright it’s blinding. Ready for my time to shine but only ever mirroring those who shine brighter than me. I am the moon.
I look into your eyes and cannot begin to explain the deep passion that burns in my heart for you. I devote my every waking moment to you, for I live to
As I gaze up into the moonlight I can finally wonder if you’re alright... If you were wishing you could hold me just as tight... See my heart was in recovery From a fraudulent lovers discovery
what is a beat dusk to dawn settled down influenced by the near uprising peaceful. safe. chained within
when they say to the moon and back i've always thought of it as a straight line but do you remember that when Apollo 8 did go to the moon and back
In the 60's you were magical, in my young mind I knew that you could grant wishes. So I watched you I even claimed a star and named it Michael because I loved him so.
Thankful, I AM thankful for my life and the people that made it so. who I now know as the first God I ever met, I AM bone of her bone flesh of her flesh.
Doña Rivera, the one everybody comes to when They run into unresolved situations Was sold the Moon yesterday She was very happy cause the Salesman gave her a break
i am the stars. i am not the moon. i am not the sun. i am not the brightest thing in the sky
You are my moon, Full of song and sound. You whisper sweet and soft, When I'm crumbled on the ground. You are my moon, You light the way for me. With your bright face,
Blue sky paradise. It's 2 in the morning. The sun is gone, but not for long. I had to say it twice - that I didn't know how it had been going since you'd been gone.
Come away with me let's run into the night. Chase the moon tell her our wildest dreams N' bask in the moonlight. Watch the stars twinkle and shine so bright.
Sturdy over water Flowing fast and free Moonlight shines below You let me stand above A spectacular view Peaceful Beauty Free The water rushes The lights shine
Dear Moon, You are broken, from the sapphire that hit you long ago. I see you, lightening up the darkened sky, befriending stars. We’re alike, you and I. People decide to walk all over us,
Dear Sky, I’m so sorry little star, You’ll be next to go Light keeps disappearing behind the char We must reap what we sow
Everything looks brown But the moon is gold I wonder if she can hear the Earth sobbing The harvest gains less several single year Farmers blame the city I blame the city too I also blame the farmers
If people were a solar system I would be the sun shining front and center in its glory My friends would be the stars cheering me on
A picture is worth a thousand words But what’s worth even more Is what a camera can’t capture
A sky abound with Sun untoldClouds and tears of ages old,A curl of childs hand upraisedTo skies unbound, the Moon unfold.
Cat's Claw Rose Petals double Yarrow Marigold Dancing under the Moon's luminescence that seeps into my kitchen
I shall chase the sunand catch the starsride the moon however farclimb the peaksand swim the oceansnorth to southmy heart opensThe stars your necklacethe planets your rings
Dear Papa, at night i would open my window to touch the warm breeze that sang me to sleep every night the moon the last image to grace my eyes before slumber i grew up with mama telling me to be wary of the moon to never look through the glass at
I've dreamt of becoming the moon,Just for once to have the role of the,Introvert.Listening to the organisms,Of Earth.Observing.Without words to be spoken.
Stars speak of what they see Countless nights I spend surmising you and me The moon shines bright above the horizon Exaggerating the intense feeling, never to be gone Even in the darkest nights
I’ve been staring up at the moon wondering why it has gone so soon. Yet to know, that life is moving on even though it is long and gone.
moonlight is so bright but what does it sound like? it sounds like the nights where you muffled cries it sounds like the nights where there was nothing to do but sigh but sometimes
People say when you miss someone To go look outside at the stars and moon To then take comfort in knowing that even in the distance between you They could be looking up too The view is shared with others
Who could love the moon? Oh, the inconstant moon- Forever hiding away Only in the night, she stays Who could love the moon? With her scars and craters- Trenches hewn onto her face
You are the Moon I am the Northern Star They need you close to pull their tides to change their course and light their nights. They need me far not to light their way
i. sun: the light of all life. Ive had many suns in my life, people I thought would be the center of my universe forever. After the last person, I swore to myself I’d never put anyone there again.
confession: i fell asleep with the moon last night, but she didn't mind. she welcomed me with open arms as we at midnight in the treetops. there she began to explain why she loves
is love... The sun's hot rays, as he shines upon the land, the understanding, of when his light reaches into every piece of the world,
You Saw her singing her song Up in the balcony Where the moonlight hit her profile. She sang about wishing she Were A princess Who could escape her tower...
the far moon slightly chipped, whispers so softly bring me home, i plead to sleep with me in solitude how can i reach the place i long for? save me from loneliness
Today you listened to that song that I showed you 2 years ago on the couch as you fell asleep in my arms slowly breathing as still as night Goodnight Moon you were the moon forever after that
Is it a dream, or could he be real Can I touch him, can I hold him All I need is to know and feel For I once visualized this day with this man Am I blind, is it true, is it him that I see stand
I was sitting in the middle of the nightExactly at the roof of our houseTrying to find stars That can serve as the lightThe light in the middle of the darknessIn the middle of the night without any light
There are bulldozers on the moon run by burly men. They dig through the translucent flesh pulling up marshmallows and leaving pools of caked blood. From down here they form a rabbit
As the sun sets and the light of day is consumed by the darkness of night the moon rises a sets it's blue spell across the dead sky with a the blue moon and the stars fill the night i begin to feel alright
Dressed in silk, dancing with lowborn ilk, His suit the color of foaming milk,
As I dive back into the night I realize the ring worn is for another. This sonnet is unbroken Due to the lies told for you and I Just as the ring implicates. These hugs go farther than a kiss
Minnisota and Milwaulkee Explain soda Water just pops in your mouth. Bestfriends turn to enimies. Without doubt. You can predict my future You can reign on sight
By Joseph Abelardo Conaty The celestial light has come upon us And shining brightly just as thus The dark night has a glowing shimmer By hour and hour the light gets dimmer
Once, there was a girl,
He was like the moon, half always hidden What was it that split him- half darkness, half light? Crystal blue eyes held dark hidden secrets
I like sitting with the clear, little moon.We understand each other, and don't askAbout pasts, which for us both is a boon.I don't question her craters, or what
I want to live on the moon with you. I want to watch the slumbering earth the amazing clear vastness of the universe, I want to watch the stars and the shimmer in your eyes as you stare in awe and wonder...
This silver light does shine tonight. Your celestial body illuminates so bright And brings this will of mine to fight. As the moon doth draw a curtain upon the Earth, So does my heart for your gentle mirth.
the Burning Trail In the burning valley, under burning skies, There lay a burning trail, burning old and frail. The whistling wind, humid and hot, Makes the twisting path even harder to climb.
Early morning The sun is still rising The fields are still blanketed With spider's webs That the morning sunlight Shine directly through Glistening like diamonds Heavy with kisses of dew
I'm with her and feel at ease No That's a lie I want to write something to convince myself That her is you But it's not If I kiss her I miss you
If ever under an old gray treeWhen hesitation and anger scold free Remember the soft glow of the old jagged moon
She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences The heat she emit would make Satan sweat Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes
I flew, past the skyscrapers tracing in the sky, up an alleyway, dark and dangerous, through the moon as it smiled at me. With shining yellow eyes, she called me her daughter, and I just nodded and agreed.
There was a sempiternal supply of energy that night, The flireflies danced their ballad and the countless gathered to observe the spectacle. The sun and moon, two mystic lovers, would meet again tonight.
like bird afraid of heights Or night losing moon and stars In her eyes Your heart was always mine .. -Jordan Jessie
once i reached for the Moon, fishing pole in hand, i grabbed for it and grasped- DESPERATE
Glowing luminescent in the Soft dark sky, A golden claw hangs. A perfect, untouched rose In a garden of withered grasses. A shining crescent, ever alluring,
The night is growing old. Young, dewy eyes watch as the rays of morning sway. The warmth of dawn meeting with her dark lover, If only for an hour. Soon the sky will be filled with morning gold.
You will never know the feeling of freedom that surges down my spine, The shiver that cascades through my veins, As we race against time to make memories.
What inspires the moon to shine so bright every night? Oh, my tiresome eyes cannot watch him shine all night. But shine you must, shine you will.
NOTE: The original looks like the image Peach Yawning, the light of a passing day dips the horizon in an apricot die
For Cindy She is the mysterious mesmerizing moon Sitting silently in sorrowful solitude She is encased in darkness
She was my friend. Blonde, green-eyed, Fair skinned and delicate. She was perfect in more ways then one. And I fell for her. She was a flower, Beautiful and dainty.
When your dazzling rays draw up my gaze To your alabaster light, I often wonder what in you, That transcendental being, Desires to perch on your twilight throne And drift cross land and sea to watch over me,
Street light Not burning On the night Just dark Moon waiting Dog sounds Just fight
At night I'm the darkest sky The stars are my path The moon is my guide My mind travels To far away places Where my grass Is greener From the other side
Under the moonlight, I understoodwhy darkness asked for my companyor why the stars were winking at meeach dreamless night.I knew of my existence not as a human
Shivers on skin-I walked among stars,held them in my armsand embraced them tight,as I felt how my veins filled up with light.I, too, wanted to be a fallen one,to look for a placewhere I could hope
To my nightly lover: You are just a phase I grow out of in the morning and the excuse i come crawling back to at night I never needed a reason to dream
You rant to the sky and lay blame to the earth, for it's gravity is keeping you from flying. As passionate as you are, your fire starts to die as the sunlight begins to fade.
He whispers to the moon, Have you really seen it all? The wars and the terror and the art Seen the righteous killed and the sadists born
i dragged my tongue over the moon, bit down on craters, binged on dust. i ate the moon dry because i needed something to fill me up.
I stand there by the light, And howl under the moon, The pale face removed of blood, I feel with my icy fingers, And allow sad wisps of breath Seep along the rolling hills Where I feel at ease,
passing earth’s shadow opposite side from the sun lunar eclipses a full moon’s shadow as beautiful as can be within earth’s umbra
Last night I thought that the Moon had disappeared. A clear sky with no Moon When I knew it should be a quarter full I'm still not sure where it went
The Sun and the Moon together raise the Earth. The Sun, with her warm touch keeps the Earth in place. The Moon, with his strong pull creates the tides to calm the Earth. 2 opposites
I could live without a phone. I don’t need an Instagram, I don’t rely on siri. I could live without electricity. The sun and moon shall light my way,
You are the sun And I am the moon And I think it is beautiful That you set each and everyday To watch me dance among the stars And glimmer in the night sky Using your light
by A. Gagliardi I wanted the moon to fill up the night like a presence we couldn’t ignore, to shine bright as day in the dark quiet air like’s been told in stories of yore.
Life without love is like the sun without the moon, life without love is like a flower that'll never bloom. Life without love is like a star that won't shine, life without love is like a poem with no rhyme.
the poem series I wrote but never published - accumulated over about a year and a half.
Perhaps she was too good to be real Left to tempt But never to materialize. All good things are temporary, All but the stars. Even when the moon disappears Those twinkling orbs glow on,
It is not the ocean I see in her eyes, But the radiant Moon, The contellations that define our galaxy, And the Sun we endlessly revolve around. She is infinite, Lost in herself as I long to be.
Out of a trance. Transported, into another time frame, another second of grace beyond our space of a lifetime. Rebuked and without a trace, vanished, into an unknown place.
I’m the moon and you’re the earth. I can always see you and be with you, We can get nearer and nearer yet we can’t be together. You are my world yet I am not your world. I am yours and yet you are not mine.
You ate the moon, Stealing the light out of my sky It's dark inside and outside, And I'm stumbling across the ground The wind shakes the drees And the branches reached for me,
I know I said I thought you were the moon but right now you are shining as the sun I cannot sleep because you are there My eyes closed you still burn through The lids and layers of my skin crawling fears
"When the darkness rules And the moon falls apart The world is made of fools And it's tearing at my heart What I've learned is not from school And I no longer care to start The ocean expanse is full
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
You are the sun and I the moon. I am only a reflection of what you are. Constantly on a chase for even just a glimpse of you. I never see you but I know you're breathtaking. Not one person doubts your beauty, everyone in awe after seeing you.
Her, the person my heart longs for, day and night as the stars swing by. Why? Because I love how her skin shines under the sun the same exact way it shines in a dark room,
Shrinking wrists grow back Like dread of death after a long remission. Like moons they wax and wane. Full figure dwindlling into nothing into a crescent eerie smile, and I, silent observer,
The voice within me is old. And I know her now. I've always known her, because she is me, as much as I am her. I remember, a time in September, under a tree
A misty moon at dawn Glows upon the brigt ed roses When will the un cme?
You run with the moon to escape from the sun But where are you going, what are you running from? Is it truly the sun or the promises it holds? The illuminating rays, the gleaming gold
He called me a hopeless romantic. He said that I was naïve for wanting someone to love me like the sun loves the moon, And he turned up his nose when I said that I wanted kisses like the stars because they are
Beyond the deep seas and endless skies large mountains and countless stars The moon rises among the crowded cloudsShows up for moments and with mist it shrouds
And she layed there, body nude in the night,
Afraid of the light Shy away from the sun The moon is your sister The raindrops are your tears
we talk about the moon and we talk about forever how we couldn't live without each other but im afaid
For me, who sits alone by the windowsill
Can You See? Have you ever wondered how a cave would react if light would stream in unashamed? Could you imagine the things you could see
I've aligned my mind, body and soul in perfect syzygy: The Moon is my mind, projecting a faint glow in the darkest of places, which still remains a mystery to even myself
Look Look at everything around you Do you see it? See it all From the way the ocean kisses the sand, To the way the moon follows the sun Isn't it awesome? Look
Tell me what you desire most and ill find it or die trying. If it is the ocean
My Cousin scared the hell out of me when he bought a space shuttle.When he blasted off, I wet my pants and was standing in my pee puddle.A con man sold him some property on the Moon.
In a careless place And you are a nameless face Dont forget what's true Protection is near Hanging high above your head Looking over you Look up my darling
I am the moon. You will always be able to look up to me Though I only shine bright in your eyes in absence of the sun I am. Constant love lighting your path
What a mysterious lady is she Who comes to us only at dark Surrounded by her thousand companions She sets out with her horses three Upon the land she leaves no mark The galaxies are her deep canyons
the moon's like God's flashlight for the lost in the night sky; like God's spotlight to let you know he sees you and that you're a super star in your own right with your own light; like Heaven's porch light to let you know
Suprise, The stars are bright, Only, Only this sky belongs to, Night. Power to the moon. Sun, It sets in the West, It, It to me is the, Best.
Dear Love I hope this note reaches you well. Maybe sometime after noon? So you will remember To look for me
Silver slippers danglingPale stringed harp balanced on her kneesSilver notes become silver beamsOf a golden grinned grace.The glowing skirt as she sways in place
I have seen the moon How many times have I seen the moon? One hundred? One thousand?
Cold concrete brings ache to his body—unforgiving Drops pour through a window onto his tired back Yearning for freedom, he begs for the light of the moon, Trapped in this nightmare, the pain will not fade.
Wherever you are,If we are far apart,Look up at the stars,and remember me.
He is famous: He is loud and bright. People are forced to acknowledge the sight of his existence. Without him, nothing would get done. Everyone loves the beauty of his entrance and even his exit.
Peaceful rosary, The moon and the sky. A tree line’s lazy lush Screaming inside me A microscopic colony Quiet vitality I don’t know how The world got so beautiful
From our view the moon goes into secrecy almost every month; it simply makes itself invisible to or eyes, but it always comes back; the moon aways ends its secret ventures. Maybe we are sometimes like the moon,
Fisad now broken, Not a lie to others, but to self. WhoWhatWhy Am I?
The time for the daily show approached, she got her props ready.
When blue meets black is at high noon
The universe holds so much. It is so much more than we give credit. It consumes truths and devours secrets. The stars are just as much of a mystery as the bottom of the ocean. The moon holds its truths on its darkest side.
My gaze falls upon your radiant face And all I can see is your flawless grace When I am down you would make me smile I hope that you will stay around for a while
Moon, Moon gleam so bright I wish to sleep by your light. Moon, Moon in the night I know it’s going to be alright.
I am I am the bright sun that lights up your dark world I wonder if I could be shut
I am a moon dragged through the ever present void of space filled with holes lacking a proper apnospere to protct me from the realities of our world stars burn my skin but I remind myself
Sometimes I think the weather follows me.The moon she still watches melike the day I was born.The storm on the air, it destroys with me.Lightning from inside of meleaves us blistered and torn.
The sounds of the sky elude the eye And the scents of the night fill thy nostrils As chill passes through thy window dear Mine ear beckons to hear the sweet serenity
There has always been something special about October About Halloween About the Addams Family and their sadistic values There's something about the moon at night
She was the moon Glowing softly Casting shadows upon the ground She did not know herself With changing faces Appearing in different skies, different places Everyday a piece of her fell away
Someone once asked me, why I always write
On shining lights in velvet nightsI hung my hopes with silver stringAs whispered words I overheardRebounded in my rotting brain.
Life will knock you down. What lifts you up? Maybe it’s the way His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
well I thought about a lot... just like I always do... I thought about the sky, I thought about the moon, I thought about the trees, and I thought about you. but the moon wasn't just the moon tonight,
A Blood Moon NightWritten by Adam M. SnowTonight I watched in awe,the moon once pure and white.
Confidently unthinking I walked into the shadows I thought I was Lolita, hardly, really I was callow
How do others expect me to describe you? How do you describe what growing feels like? How do you describe what breathing feels like? How do you describe what being asleep feels like?
Quel night, those timber windy woods and plains of shushing grasses The sky is very still while the earth slowly passes. Nothing stirs, no bird nor bear, across the country’s dim
Under the stars I feel most alive,
I have a thing for the moon. I'm scared to go to sleep. I think I'm scared. I have to be scared. That's the only explanation I'm scared to sleep
The moon seduces you The shower massages As the walls hold their breath Stunned by beauty Fresh is your face Your skin is smooth Scents of strawberries
The sun sheds a tear for the moon, and the moon for the sun. For only a glimpse of the others is caught before each must run.
She's standing there among the leaves, Quieter than the sounds of snow
Wake me upin the middle of the night.Knock on my doortil I turn on the light.Tell me you’ve seensomething out of a dreamin the skytonight.With a nudgeyou’ll persuade me
She shines so bright her smile the sweetest of ivories eyes that pierce the strongest of barriers
I love the girl with the vampire bite
When I look into night, The stars blue and burning wildly but silent, And I wonder of the worlds they light--
The world does not revolve around you If so then the sun would shoot down like rain on a window pane Tap Tap Tapping on your skin until you blister and boil Oh such pain that i'll never know
funny how tonight shell be across the city and tonight hell be lying alone but tonight the oblivious two will be talking to eachother through the moon outside their windows
The sun is brighter than the moon And I hope to see you soon The sun is your beauty The moon is your pain I will look so sue me Your smile holds my brain With you there’s more to see
Goodnight my loves Goodnight for long To God I hope I'll see you all To God I'll pray "let me see another day" To God I hope that the sun will rise and the moon shall fall And I will be there to experience it all
The moon has illuminated the cataclysmic nights of my existence- but what joy to embrace
Bright and beautiful Containing a soothing face And seems to follow
One day, my shoulders will give inDefiance will admit defeat, and they willDrop, like theBone-weary man wrapped around himself, shivering in the cold.
At the end of the day, when the flashback startsThe brilliant rays of the sun isall I’ll remember
Crashing waves hit the open ocean floor craving more attention from the moon. The moon searched every where empty hearted trying to find the perfect roar of insainty beyond the wide abyss.
The moon is indecisive it changes every night. And when the sun rises, the moon hides out of sight. The stars shine bright, like little kisses, in the morning light.
Solar Flares and Moon Beams All we hear are the children's screams, Calling out for mom and dad,
All I have ever wanted was the Stars Painted across my flesh and bone Orion's Belt tight around my waist My heart filled to the brim with light of the Moon My eyes wicked like the wrath of Mars
Th light of day gives to dark of night, How can one overlook this tribune? For even apathy has insight,
Love is family Love is friends Love is hard to pretend Love is true Love is dark Love is strong with a spark Love is me Love is you Love is very true
Today I fell in love,With the man on the moon.I thought I was seeing God,Then he waved and smiled.He pointed to a star,And motioned that it was mine.
Sun, he rose in the morn. This day the first he was born. He whom created all, could be our fall.
The sun in your heart allows the moon in mine to glow. And the warm winds of your breath melt the winter in my veins. The sunrise in my voice stops the sunset in yours. The sky inside you
When I look at the moon, I think of you.
La Luna You are bigger than me, You are brighter than me, You lead the path I follow, Enlighten the road ahead,
Tell me the story of the sun and the moon. Tell me how the sun, So bright and radient, would die every night,
Can you not hear it Over the clamouring the streets, Over misty mountains peeks, Over crying of merry and meek, Or even applying to make discrete? I say with jubilation
Daylight stands apart from cold midnight. His warm smile—kind eyes—brilliance. The touch of his hand warms our insides— Keeps us safe—and– living right. Midnight shakes the bones of Children.
The moon is my Goddess, for she creates the waves, and the songs that lull me to sleep. The Goddess is my moon, the Goddess is my earth, the Goddess grants me her boon, the Goddess guides me to her hearth,
We try to count the stars Oh, what a site Fire flies in jars We do this every night This became our thing We never cared about the weather We would always hang And linger there together
Terrifying, yes. But unconquerable, no. Confidence is key.
And so my lifeblood falls drip drip, drip, drip. drip drip, drip, drip.
The nightly winds howl as I lie in bed, awake. I can hear the frogs. As their endless croaks get louder and louder, I become more restless. As I turn back and
What is day When all you know is night Shadows are invisible darkness becomes light My eyes need not adjust This state will never change There's always 5 months of midnight
When the light from the Moon shines down on the clouds, And the glow gives a silver sillouette to the grass, I cannot help but stare at it's beauty, And begin my adventure back to the past.
lemon sweet magnolia sticky melting in the trees. wild abandon in a dark forest, sunlight slots on a soft, mossy floor. kisses without care. wet raindrops on soft skin, cooling hot blood.
Time ticks slowly, almost like my heart with out you Just like the Moon, has to be away from the Sun, I have to be away from you. Every once in awhile you visit me in my dreams
I thought the moon A friend tonight, She hung misty in the sky. And pale, her light, Shone down on me from her place so high. We whispered comforting secrets of those we loved and lost.
Prose O starry night, brazen with chimera.Behind those cimmerian clouds breadthwith God's touch. Imagine without frontier's and marvelat the shiploads of faith that navigatethrough stormy seas.
Earth’s shadow shrugged on a clear summer’s night Full moon rises to show radiant light Not knowing for certain where it shines from Roosters crow in vain for dawns yet to come
Do not despair in loneliness be like the sun and the moon (for even the sun and the moon meet to kiss) wait for the right time, wait for your eclipse.
you shadow me with dissonancehaunting lingerlong, slender fingerpointing, trapping the night.i stop, you starebringing a world (a universe) of fright.hunger, beware,off in the distance,
Light and Dark walked together one cold winter's night under the shining face of the moon, full and bright. On this night they could walk arm in arm As old comrades might, forgetting their differences.
The moon holds on for its dear life, as the morn' draws it's shape across the atmosphere. Stars blink, on, off, on, off. The starry shapes molding together all into one, one shape.
a door opens, but not by me. responsibility to respond and receive a fix, yet the problems still exist. mixed company to coupling to troubling the waters
Ah! Setting moon slip not away so soon. Do not dim my lonely road. Dark lies dale Ahead; the pine-shadows silently loom Wind-rustled arms to hide thy face so frail. When over rim I saw thy silver eye
Silvery white light brightens Blackness below. You see all. You know all. Craters cover your surface And yet You have no flaws. You are beautiful.
When the lights are searching my pockets of darknessThose words that frantically chime in your earThey are still alive, they knew me wellI told them, you were a whisper
Man's Greatest LessonYet to learnCan be foundIn the rose's thorn; Which teaches usQuite simply"Just look,And leave me be.
You are the moon and I am the sea, Your constant changing faces, Are always changing me, When you show your full face,
Good evening Moon, How nice it is to see your face again. The Sun, however, has fractured and is silently falling to pieces
You can be my sun I’ll be your moon Because you brighten my day And in the darkest times I’ll show you the way
Night, dear night, How your moon does shine bright. But the nightmares and horrors Of your dark sullen moods Surely cast over your stars. That twinkle and gleam with all their might
The sun shines over me, Shining a great smile, Shining like a spot light on the stars of our stories, Twinkling a hello and a goodbye each day,
Hiding the imperfections of the night, the moonlight sprinkles itself as salt through the night sky, adding savor everywhere it touches, concealing the dark spots and wrinkles besetted upon the surface of the night.
How must it feel to always float to hide up there where no one reaches; to be sorrounded by that blue coat, to hang right next to sandy beaches. Up there with all the stars, no one to reprimand you.
If I were tied to the end of a kite, I would fly high in the sky to see the stars rise very beautiful and bright! I would even make friends with the moon, the stars, and the sun,
Shiver silver light Silken, lonely, in the rural night, Breathing strange souls into shadows, Slips over my skin. Revealing just enough to intrigue. Wrapping reality with a dream
I am the moon. My face constantly changes. Always a mixture of light and dark, in different proportions. Although, I have a complete dark side, Absent of all light, That only a rare few ever get to see.
Trapped alone in the dark, I feel the whispers pulling me, turning me down the wrong path, trying to make me go mad.
A lunar light Guiding me along The haunted path To safety- - Home
The sun dost pass through the sky in the blink of an eye; ‘Tis but the foreshadow of the cometh of my foe. If only it would stay a bit longer, My sorrows might there be forgotten;
You are the morning sun that shines; I am the moon controlling the tides. You blaze alone in a field of blue; And I only shine because of you. You’re bright enough to glow through clouds;
How I love the night Darkness surrounds me Cloaking me in a deep sheet of stars A mysterious never ending shadow An intoxicating view with brilliant stars The feeling it gives is everlasting
We drove through the evening blueness at a rapid pace, streetlights and buildings blurring to join the smear of stars. The moon was a sliver, the smirk of a watchful stranger given to those who glance uneasily his way.
Today, I’m missing my one true star, thinking about how we would be together, having fun, riding a space car, through the vast galaxy forever.
The night has driven from its darkness, A light from afar is yet unbelievably warm, I see a woman, a woman of beauty, Her glow as bright as the moon, Her heart unknown to mankind, Hair soft as silk,
To the lakes, Oceans, Waterfalls, Oceans you fill with purity The fish and sea creatures swim You give us all you can give To the waves that move on your surface Down riverbanks you flow
Oh sweet moon, why must you charm me? Surely you know what you do. Why else do you show yourself? Just leave me.
Surrounded by darkness, there stood a man; Owen Face to the sky, wondering why, oh yet again For as he gazed toward heaven There manifested, by his side, a brightness Formed in beauty, she was ageless
And silver are the roses Guarding heavens golden gate, Behind which looms a shadow, The shadow of eternal fate. A luminous, glowing sphere rises to the stars,
I want to feel the ocean breeze, I want to feel the light of the moon As we lie together on the sand, I want to hear nature's melodious tune.
Above the river's bank rising slowly in the sky, casting a reflection upon the water. Saving the world from total darkness the moon finds its place among the stars
Come and lay with me under the moon lit sky, Watch the clouds pass by, light and dark and something in between, in the shapes of splashing water, the thunder and the roar,
Amidst gothic bewitchery and roaring seascape, I delve into the cryptic conscience of primal instinct, shadows sprawled behind, mouth agape, Of trivial human things I could hardly think.
Fly me to the moon, Lay me down under the stars. I'll look up and search the galaxies, To find out who we are.
The night skies above Bringing down only black rain But Luna, she shines.
Sometimes the sun likes to steal kisses from the moon. He’ll reach up over the horizon and trail his fingers down the pale curve of her side, make her shiver and tremble high in the sky.
As the moon looks down Waxing, waning, glowing light ‘Tis good company Beauty of the moon Overwhelms the stars No comparison In the sky, flawless Celestial perfection Never cease to be
(This poem was written following the murder of my mother and the death of my father.
It makes you dizzy. Crash crash crash the craters shout at you remembering ancient impacts Your closed eyes burn a red echo of the luminous sphere (Shaped not actually like a sphere but like an egg
Luna Selene, set like a jewel at the neck of the star-stippled cloak of Nyx.
I gleam with a yellow satisfaction, The night couldn't be more clear. My thunderous telescope absorbs fiery light, And brings the booming images near.
Loveless light of the moon Rises only at night Hiding Partially or Fully Stays up for only the nocturnal Full moon Completely exposed Not doing so often Goes back to a comfortable shield
Your warmth is like the sun: it radiates, everyone around feels you beaming You suspend yourself in the sky, far away from me, and everyone else I’m out there, too, like the moon I’m hidden by your light
The sun in east it stands alone, And rays of day again they shone. Rising up to face each day, Looking for lost yesterday. The moon he seeks but cannot find, Always, Always on his mind.
An Endless Descent, Tumbling slowly into the deep. Gentle waves above, With Silver beams shining down. Head over heels, Sinking into the warmth. Angel down floats by, Coating the floor.
Foolish rains, why do you fall from the heavens up above? Why abandon your seat in the endless skies Is such freedom not enough?
A Late Summer Night Luminous Moon Overhead Faded By Sunrise
Alas, Hear the stars that twinkle above me And hasten the moon to sing And glide o'er the branded sky Such sweet sorrow and endless abyss as never seen And awaken me dawn!
As she rests her warm head on the reserved meadow I wait. As she descends I look ahead, waiting for you, Your imperfections, your craters that comfort me so tightly, As she descends I wait.
We watch the sky turn, lustrous blue to slate black, hiding behind jagged mountains, the bright, gleaming sun now sleeps, closing its exhausted eyes. The arise of the full glowing moon
As the walls cave in all I hear is him. As his words sink in, and the lights grow dim. As it fades to black, all the times we had. All those things I lacked, are haunting me into the darkness.
In the black of night, A mournful song pierces the silence. Crying to the moon, The beast lifts his head once more. His yellow eyes glow, Stars fallen from the heavens
Floating above our heads being Utterly eery and mysterious. Lighting our paths in the darkness providing the Lost a glimpse of hope. Moving us to question our existence, Our own meaning of life.
Little piece of magic that comes out every night More than just a rock in the sky Every night its a different shape Always changing Never two nights the same
I am the moon When the light fades And the world turns a blind eye, I become alive. I show myself to only the darkness, Ane become The soul of the night. The stars puncture the darkness
The full moon, the dark sky. It never leaves my mind. It guides me all the way, through the twists and turns. You burn a mild orange now and again like that of the autumn color leaves.
The great shining beacon of Light. Reaching out to me in the pitch black night Guiding. Leading. Forgiving. Forgiving me for losing my way. Leading me out of the fray. The glory of It is second to none
He asks for the first dance She submits and takes his hand He fell for her at first glance She can barely even stand He delights in her cold embrace She listens to his heartbeat
Oh, beautiful moon Of ivory dust Molded by angels’ hands Brilliant orb of night Silhouette of day Floating in the sky Like ice on a glass of water