Moon and the sun
I sit and watch the sun fall behind the moon My heart wanting to race behind it to yell don't go Yet.
As the dark shadow my senses I just stood there, Not wanting to believe you were gone- My soul crying softly while my mind tried to quiet my screams in the beginning. Of my nightmare! Tears flowing down in a trail to the pocket on my shirt- Fingers sprayed wide stuck - Like glue I can't move a muscle.
Just in a daze of confusion Asking with my eyes are you there?
Furious with my heart melting Are you there?
And the only answer that whispers in my ear is silence.
Thunder screamed at Moon ask 'Sun is he there'....
Sun can't reply until the NEXT DAY!
Thunder can scream anytime of day. And when sun come out,
Moon have to go away..only crossing sun path late in the day...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem