Crescent Moon - Poem by Naveed Akram
The moon was rising with the towering mist,
The nights were longer with this night;
The moonlight beamed on the residents of a pyramid,
Shaped by the middle of the crowd, safety was important.
This crescent showed a shining light and full moons made
Me happy, like the wolves and werewolves;
A great gap created a hole as well for the forthcoming lot,
Hearing the signal was a hole and a hole.
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