Achrius Mystia


Moon - Poem by Achrius Mystia

The white, the black, whatever it can be,
I never understood what I can't see,
The black, the white, whatever was on sight,
At night, you give the brightest light,

The colorless, the sable, it is never stable,
To live with no light, I was never able,
The sable, the colorless, the moonlight princess,
The shine, the dullness, I can never assess

The light, the shadow, whatever it is on my window,
Whereas active at light, by dark I start to slow,
The shadow, the light, the moon so white,
I was wrong, never right..

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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (12/3/2009 1:55:00 AM)


    poetic in every way... nice write! (Report) Reply

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  • (12/3/2009 1:53:00 AM)


    nice poem shared here.......lovely! ! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2009



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