Yellow MoonA Poem by HananThis 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 HananReviews
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