Yellow Moon

Yellow Moon

A Poem by Hanan

  

This  moon's  night  is  yellowish              

Under  its  color  has  a  long  speech,         

The  fatigue   and  complaint           Expresses

As it  tells  what  happened  with  the  sunlight

 

   

When  people  are  asleep  tonight          

It'll  relate                              

Sprinkling  some of its  golden  strings,         

Among  and  on  the  passing  clouds         

Reflects  itself  on  the  stagnant  water,     

                          The  glassware

             And  the  eyes  of  those still  awake        

 Making  all  its  reflections  on  them like;       

      Diffused  lamps  in  the  whole  half-Earth 


              

Yellow  Moon…                          

Some  folk  see  it  as  a king  of darkness        

Other  folks  consider  it's  his   companion,     

                           At  his   single  night   


                               ...Yellow  Moon                               

 A  guest  on  the  evening  of  two  partners,      

Whom  they  look  to  each  other              

While  it's  sitting  between  their   fond  looks; 

     To  radiate  through  that   short  distance


    

    Elsewhere:                               

It's the  fire                               

To  those  who  wasted  their  way            

    In  their  one- travel-day                     

      Yellow  Moon…                            

                    A  flame  in  celebration                     

At  that  position                                                      

    Where  the  delectation                     

                       And  lights  in   combination 


       

As if  it's  trying  to  competes  the  sunlight     

 Crowds  with  its  existence  in  glint          

  

If  it  was  with  all  that   relevance,         

    !? Is  it  aware  of  this  in  spite  of  its  sadness             

© 2013 Hanan


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Beautiful, bittersweet sighs of the guardian light of the night, of its reflections on the sun's journey, comparisons and contrasts and profound glimpses of life. So hope you will return and share more inspirations with us.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Wow. Soooo beautiful and descriptive...Thank you for penning...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hanan

11 Years Ago

You welcome Sami, and thank you for your comment. :)
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

You are welcome............:)

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Arabian girl. Still a beginner in authorship and writing. I love the imagination since I was a child. And always looking for the new things to me. This period I'm busy with writing my first scrip.. more..