It Was Not Written

The sky invades by fireflies

The moon seems ruled by clown

Warm view can amaze the eyes

But can never change what's brown.

The zephyr drives of the air

The sweet sonata of the wild

Lukewarm feelings nature shared

But never liquefied the icy cold inside.

For what can nurse the wound

That mirrored not outside

Not even the lovely stars and moon

Can make this heart feel so alive.

Once there was a love so true

That's being admired by the happy crowd

Now like him the crowd so blue

Because that love is not written in the cloud...

8/10/2016

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

You have delicacy in your words, they are pure and heart touching.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Yes, if one true love is lost, the whole crowd feels blue! Your poem is rich with word pictures and lovely to read. But I would be interested to know what you actually meant in the last line. Did you mean that, that love, was not meant to be? Or that it was not mirrored by the outside?

[L.C. Jarrette]

ang galing!! fan nyo na po ako...hehe

[Weeping willow]

Wonderful images flow through this write;-]

[gabrielle]

There's so many exquisite imagery you put in here. Love should should be written in the sky and not in the clouds.