Black Coffee, Red Moon

 

The stars are sleeping,

Or they may be hiding, behind the dark moody clouds

The moon is blood red,

Like the whites of your eyes

Your tears have dried up,

Your hope has packed his bags and ran away to hide

So she is gone, and took your best friend and your home and your ride

 

The time is now, the moments here

To shake the dust off and cut free

No need to shout, no need to scream

Some times when you lose, you really win

 

With a little time and a lot of pain,

You’ll beat the clouds and stop the rain

The stars are shining, the moon is bright,

Like the whites of your eyes

It’s time to wake up, and smell the java

To shake the dust off and move on

You did your best, and that’s no sin

Some times when you lose you really win

 

Reviews

[Stephie204]

Great poem! :]

[deeps]

Awesome! Write here, I really like this

[Emily B]

I Love the positive message! Thanks for sharing it with me.

[Dianah]

An interesting poem I like the way it turns subtlely into something more positive.