Biography of Luna Moon
My name is Luna, and I love music. It's my whole life. But with loving music, I came to love words. I so often sit in my room with the radio turned all the way up and let words just drip from my pen. I never thought I was much of a poet, until I tried to write some. Now I can't stop. Poetry is like a drug to me now, I'll always keep it with me. I hope everyone enjoys reading my poems as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thank you.
Luna Moon Poems
Oh all the kinds of cupcakes, Filled with sugar and sweet. They're all sorts of flavors, And my favorite treat.
Chilly, The icecube does freeze. It stings like the many thousands of bees. Oh how it burns thine hand of mine,
Purple is the color of love, Purple is the color I dream of. Purple is the color of passion, Purple is the latest fashion.
If Robots Could Cry
Life would be easier, If only I were a robot. I could turn myself off, When I didn't want to think.
Think about music, It's a very beautiful thing. It can fill you with emotions, And make you want to sing.
'And This Too Shall Pass'
'And this too shall pass', 'Tis my favorite saying, Though I'm starting to believe it's but a lie. Because still the sea churns.
Whirlpool Of Chaos
The whirlpool sloshed, And down drown the world, All lost in a whirlpool of water. A great catastrophy of deadly noise,
Like My Own
How I Wish I Could Dream My Life Away
If only I could evanesce from reality, And fall into a slumber no force could wake me up from. So I could dream aoftly and tenderly Of gossamer clouds above slender Eucalyptus trees,
I'm gentle with him, For he's a delicate peice of art. I pay attention to him, Though I'm not sure where to start.
Let's not blame, When we pay this game. You know I'm not the same, I'm no fire you can tame.
Glitter On My Eyes
Fulgurantly entrancing, Becoming the glitter beneath my lashes, Cascading ever so plentifully, Caressing my cheek as but a tear.
The future is bleak When you're a freak. The future is danger, When you've got anger.
I sit by the poppies, Staring into a green pool. I hear the wind blowing, The breeze is quite cool.
Except For You
I hate the world and everything in it,
Except for you,
I could never hate you.
I hate the Sun and Moon and Stars,
They're too bright to hide my scars.
The only thing bright that I'll ever love,
Is you, just you,
Because you're heart is always true.
I hate the many tastes of food.