Premila Patel


The Moon And Stars In The Midnight Blue Sky - Poem by Premila Patel

I lay on the garden grass one midnight blue sky and admired the moon so mighty high.
On quite a chilly night, it seemed like I was smoking a pipe.
There it was starring and smiling down at me.
A butter yellow face well rounded and so defined sitting so attractive in the midnight blue sky.
I wondered what it would be like to sit on the moon and watch the whole world…. I even imagined hanging off the moon! ! !
Out of the midnight blue the little silver stars started to shoot out turn by turn each one twinkling right back at me…
Suddenly there was now a display of a thousand disco lights flashing across the sky!
It looked like the moon and stars were complimenting one another.
I got up and danced on the damp grass.
It made me feel like the luckiest person alive!
The roundness of the moon made me realise it actually does makes the world go round….
Forget money & riches, the moon and the stars are RICHER.


Comments about The Moon And Stars In The Midnight Blue Sky by Premila Patel

  • Rookie - 354 Points Dr.subhendu Kar (4/14/2009 4:37:00 PM)

    brilliant expositin of moonlit night across grin of green
    midnight still remembers its richness by mighty blueness..............wonderful depiction of lone moment across the greeness of divine grin heving mystery to beholder, moment seems to swoon by the florence of beauty, passionately wroght yet with ingenuity smacking a uniquenmess in its genre,10++++, thanks for asharing (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Mel Vincent Basconcillo (4/13/2009 8:49:00 AM)

    an equivalent of the poem celestial poets.. clearly u are 1 amazing great job (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 27 Points Fiona Davidson (4/5/2009 3:44:00 PM)

    Lovely write Premila...and so true...we really are lucky to be alive...10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 6, 2009


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