Man in the moon Poem, by Tallisman, at My poetic side

Watch the moon, does he smile

Will he hold your heart a while?

Take the pain, hold it tight

Diffuse it through his pale moonlight

But dawn will come and all reborn

My heart returned to be forlorn

My memories also will renew

And I can see the face of you..

Bitter tears, so well remembered

Bitter love so well dismembered

Torn apart, ravaged and spurned

But oh so deeply I have yearned

I curse the dawn and miss the night

Look for oblivion in cold moonlight

But dawn colours the sky in autumnal hue

And I can smell the scent of you..

The rising sun will bring no heat

It brings the taste of bittersweet

It’s rays of gold darken my heart

It’s shadows a perfect counterpart

For how can I welcome the day

My life just mournful shades of grey

On the roses glistens morning dew

Memories of the tears I cried for you

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Man in the moon