poetry

The night burns

Ever seen how this moon, the sky, the breeze, and the water, remind you of old times. So is tonight, a reminder of a long-lost love. But it inspires you to grow out of the loss, the pain, and shine like never.

The moon shines

The Lines

The fiery moon and the calming, breezy night,

The moon sets itself on fire,

And brightens the inky indigo sky,

And the pitch blue water beneath, 

Revealing the unfulfilled passion,

Of forlorn love,

An unrequited emotional encounter,

With a lover of a stark disposition. 

The breeze of detachment,

Tries to obscure this fiery night,

And makes everything look hazy.

But it fails in a manner so miserable,

That the moon shines to its full glory,

And keeps burning the entire night,

Beckoning all and reminding them,

That the painful love stories linger the longest.

Reiterates with its envying resplendence,

Let the pain linger, 

Let it burn you,

For life is all about passion,

A desire to love and confer it too.

And in this fire gives rise to beautiful art,

A poetic soiree,

A piece of a musical symphony,

Or a breathtaking dance recital,

And in time one ought to shine, And glow forever.

Moon: Love: Shine