Is This Me?

Is This Me?

A Poem by Sahar moonlight

An isolated island is my place

A moonless night is where am I

A yellow paled flower is my face

In the shade of dead grass I lie.

 

A ghost hunted cemetery is my heart

A gloomy sky is my soul

A dried fruit is my body

tasteless as a whole

 

Frustrated

Devastated

Dejected

Downhearted

 

Thats what you made me

 

 

But for you to know

I wont stay so low

 

Hope I'll see you soon

With every shining star with the moon

 

Faith I'll find you for sure

A fake smile is my way to cure

 

Thank you for what you done

Tried to destroy me...

But I AM NOT THE ONE.....

© 2012 Sahar moonlight


Author's Note

Sahar moonlight
I am not a professional.
I just try to pure my heart by writing out and words flow alone.
I like to let my feelings flow alone though sometimes it makes my poem weak, but i dont like to change in it...

Thanks everyone for reading and reviewing.
Thanks for the encouragement

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well you needn't be a professional to write a poem...what you need are emotions...technical clarity will come with time...and I think you have done a perfect job..."An isolated island is my place
A moonless night is where am I
A yellow paled flower is my face
In the shade of dead grass I lie.
A ghost hunted cemetery is my heart
A gloomy sky is my soul
A dried fruit is my body
tasteless as a whole"-the rich metaphor you used just enhanced the visages you painted!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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A ghost hunted cemetery is my heart
A gloomy sky is my soul
A dried fruit is my body
tasteless as a whole

I really LOVED this part, This is amazing.
Enjoyed this write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well you needn't be a professional to write a poem...what you need are emotions...technical clarity will come with time...and I think you have done a perfect job..."An isolated island is my place
A moonless night is where am I
A yellow paled flower is my face
In the shade of dead grass I lie.
A ghost hunted cemetery is my heart
A gloomy sky is my soul
A dried fruit is my body
tasteless as a whole"-the rich metaphor you used just enhanced the visages you painted!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There are no professionals. Just hearts and souls trying to live. You've done so bravely.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Trust me, this piece said, "Pure Heart". Your feelings and emotions were shown through each word. It is so sad, but so well written. Well done,
~Julia

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Awwwww.... :( this one is so sad... Yet I can relate to it so well. It is very very well written Natty. Keep it up! This one would make a great song :)

Peace.

Alex

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sahar moonlight
Sahar moonlight

France



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Hello everybody. Here is Sahar. I am from Lebanon living in France. I'm a mathematician but sometimes I find in myself the will to write something. I enjoy reading a lot and I was glad to join this.. more..

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