I am the moon,
Far far away from the crowd, flowers, trees and mob,
To see Marley and Bob...
I am the moon,
Detatched from the mountains, plateaus and valleys,
To feel the butterflies in my belly...
I am the moon,
Smiling bright and beautiful,
When the waves ripples on the oceans, seas, rivers and lakes,
To hear the roaring waves to make me wake...
I am the moon,
Can feel the melting snow,
In the Himalayas, Alpsand Antarctica,
And growl in pain,
Might be heard in Costa Rica...
I am the moon,
In front of her,
Still out of reach,
To laugh and cry in the golden beach...
UNFINISHED
@ AMI JOSHI
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UR THE MOON AS ALL APPRECIATE YOU AND SO DISTANT UR NONE CAN HEAR U NOR DO U SMILE AT THEIR COMMENTS COZ U ALONE ARE THE POETESS AKIN TO MOON SO BEAUTIFULLY SILENT SAYS PH still read some of mine MOM'S SMILES
An imaginative soliloquy that may come from the moon marvelously portrayed. A brilliant work. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
A refined poetic imagination, Ami Joshi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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excellent excellent imaginative power so lovingly written; fantastic feelings