Under the Moonlight

Under the moonlight,

With the whispers of 

A passing wind,

I can hear you laughing,

Hear you needless from me

Far away from me

What can I do to be loved more?

What can I do to gain your attention,

Gain your absolute respect?

I told the lovers' wind,

To blow a kiss for you,

From a waiting heart,

Yet the wind was lost,

Through a hurricane of mixed emotions,

Confusions and confessions

Under the moonlight,

I walked through the street,

In my mind you were beside me,

Your smile matched your eyes,

And I saw the two of us,

Shining in the dark

Under the moonlight,

I was suddenly awakened,

You weren't there,

You're busy,

No time left

For this wandering man

The moon became blue,

The nightingale of your voice,

Disappeared in the whispers

Of reality, of solitude

Under the moonlight,

I saw you turning the pages

While I caressed the piano

With my Sonnets of admiration

Then your lips became my wine

I couldn't get enough

From being drunk

By the essence of your love

Under the moonlight,

I smelled your hair,

I painted your blushing

With a little help from the stars

And I was drowned,

In the sea of your eyes

When I saw your tears,

Watering the flowers of your face

For the first time in my life,

I could draw the picture of grace

I wish the truth sunlight

Hadn't turned down my faith,

So my dream would come true........

Reviews

[Maria E. Mendez]

This was very beautiful. You write so tenderly of love. I also like the descriptions you use. They were very creative. I really liked reading your poem. MM

[Nima.Hope]

I'm pleased and honored with your words Miss.Mendez. I hope I can write better love poems, for I believe it's the loveliest genre of poetry. I will visit you soon lady. Thanks for stopping by.
Best Wishes
Nima

[emmajoygreen]

The gentle flow of your words shows not only adoration, love, need, but.. a respect that grows from your wording, line by line by line. Your tone is gentle, many of your phrases giving and sharing Hope rather than monitored expectations,

' Under the moonlight,
I smelled your hair,
I painted your blushing
With a little help from the stars
And I was drowned,
In the sea of your eyes
When I saw your tears,
Watering the flowers of your face '

[Nima.Hope]

My dear Emma, your honest,kind and gentle reviews always brighten my day. My gratitude towards you is beyond words.
This poem is so special, because I write it when I was really lost, in feelings, in rational decisions and dilemmas. I always wonder how can I truly win her, and I wonder if my attempts work. Still, no answer.
Thank you very much.
All the best wishes❤️❤️
Nima

[emmajoygreen]

The future can hold precious gifts, Nima.

[Nima.Hope]

I believe in your words,Emma.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I really like this, nima. The entire piece is quite moving...but the fifth and sixth stanzas are just amazing...
"watering the flowers of your face" that is a creative image.
j.

[Nima.Hope]

Thank you dear Jacob, I appreciate your words and my gratitude is beyond words sir. Always wishing you the best. Have a nice day🤍🌸