I'm taking a break for a while, for no specific reason. Maybe because, I don't get as much inspirations as I used to.
We see the silver orb adorning the sky,
From the sun's eye,
In his different phases,
Admire his warm radiance,
Who himself denies he shines,
Our love for the jewel of the twilight,
A mere reflection of the giant star's.
He shone through the love,
The sun beamed down on him,
She never asked for him,
To turn and join her,
Or even care to let him know,
About her undying love for him,
Love of a star; untold,
Another mystery that will remain unknown,
Among the galaxies.
She just does what she had to,
For what would happen if they came together?
An eclipse,
A tragedy so disastrous,
Catastrophic enough to swallow her reason to live; shine.
But does the sun know;
The moon never leaves the sky,
Even when the darkness is swallowed up,
Even when it was its time to leave?
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by a conversation about the moon and the sun with friends today. The moon's radiance and glow are with the help of the sun's light. The moon doesn't shine on its own. Just what if the sun was so absorbed in giving it all to the moon, that she never noticed the moon staying with her, for her?
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Great write
Thank you! I appreciate your feedback.
You're welcome
I enjoy the sun and the moon. I've written about them, too. This piece is really well written because it conveys a sense of mystery between the two orbs. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for stopping by and taking the effort to comment. I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts on my writing.
My pleasure! Be blessed 🙏
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