Oh why moon do you mock me,
up so high and far away,
bickering all night with your friends,
shining down on my lonely array,
but one day moon I will laugh,
as all your friends I will no longer see,
as far out of this world I will go,
into a place where your shine,
won't ever get to me.
Far far ever far from here,
a place where she waits,
a place where the stars shine,
ever so more brightly than here,
and all of them will be mine,
as jealous I am not of what you have,
just envious of what I can not.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully written; I love the phrasing, the way you use the words, and the strong structure. Bravado! I also feel how sometimes the moon might tease us humans. My only concern is the capital letters; but that's just a trifle little thing. Again, beautiful writing. Keep it up! ;) Cassandra Jasmine