Does The Moon Know? - Poem by Leah Ayliffe
It’s both a beautiful blessing and a cruel curse
To be one of the dreamers that walk about the world
I know it’s been said before
It just haunts my mind how the sun always comes
To break up the dazzling darkness of the night.
It’s not so terrible since I am a sunshine darling
I dream with its rays and warmth on any day.
I have to love him.
His whole purpose is to light the other side of the moon
To let her shine in all her cratered flaws that is so gorgeous by nightfall.
To me, they are the greatest love story because it is eternal.
I wonder if she knows about it.
I wonder if there is a world in another galaxy
Where they float in the universe side by side
Would they be happy?
I think she’d be scared of how bright and beautiful he is
He’d find her quiet, cold, but desires to warm her with all he had.
It would maybe take thousands of years, on a day like today
Before either knew the tragedy of wasted time,
Waking up to see the sun beside the moon in love.
There are a few people that I have seen
Walked by them, strangers, a couple of friends,
If those sad but hopeful souls had just turned around
Spoke the words “Will you come with me?
Let’s get so lost we’ll be found in the place where we belong”
I’d take their hand and run towards better things.
Better things are out there waiting for people like us,
and I don't need to be saved but I pray for someone to come take me away.
To give me a reason that is good enough for everyone else to let me go.
It's so hard to just go when they all love me so.
I’ve been awaken to the world and its beauty and its horrors
I’ve been trying really hard to find something to keep me grounded
Instead of lost in the air all the time searching for angels.
I’m beginning to think, that like the moon,
I am missing out on the fire that lights up life.
It could be on purpose though, just a girl in hiding.
I don’t know what I would do if I found a way to be a real kind of happy.
Where would I go after? And who would I be?
I finally found a way of life I could get used to,
I fell in love with each day, strangers who became friends,
Drinking and laughing all day into the night
Dancing and talking to anyone and everyone,
What a spark to my life.
Even when I was alone I had music and walking down streets
Moving to the words and the songs direction that pulled the strings inside of me.
You know that space between songs on a record? That silent yet scratchy noise?
I think that’s where I am right now.
Straddled somewhere between the life I had and the life I am going to.
I am working towards the next song in my album.
It’s so like me to end up speaking about myself and sorting through who that even is.
This was supposed to be about the sad story of the sun loving the moon.
She's strong, can continue floating on her own,
dreaming about what's on the other side of the world.
Maybe today she will realize after all these hours of existence
He shines just to warm her pretty face.
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