I can't see the moon
the thin fibers that hold me together strain against the tautness
the weight becomes unbearable
and I can't see the moon,following the sting,
and clouded by haze of my own making, I seek it,that feeling of discovery, of self worth
and I can't see the moon
wisps of smoke shelter me through the torrents,lost in agony, inconsolable
and I can't see the moon.Darkness crowds the dark thoughts,
suddenly you are out of reach
and I can't see the moon,life is just an illusion darlingbut I'll believe you if you tell me it isn't so
yet I still can't see the moon
I lost my trust, but never should have,I am not the one you feel
and I can't see the moon,I thought I found you, but you weren't there at all
somehow you forget I am next to you. your beauty obscures...and I still can't see the moon
all the anger I have felt slips through my fingertips
live while you can...because I can't see the moon
Paradise awaits on the other corner of life, knowing if you love a lot you'll find strength to sing alone,
and perhaps you will see the moon
there are a thousand things I want to say,but I can only think of one.
yet I still can't see the moon.
A contest entry
- It Must be the Moon part III by JinSays.
1000 points, ended August 18, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
comments please.
Comments
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stunning......absolutely beautiful
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This is what I call raw baby. You did marvelous. I'm not sure about the repetition so often, maybe cut back on that a little?
Okay, I thank you for entering this contest, and best wishes to you,
jin

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wow, powerful and all there, so many ideas in this poem very well done



