A Walk Under The Moon

Ramblings of a frustrated mind.. scribbles in the night.

I walk under the moon -- my deep reveries keeping me awake, the moonlit trails marking the way of where my contemplation in the dark lead me ... an endless journey ... under the starry glow, I collect the broken threads, trying to untie the untying knots...

 

I walk under the moon -- the bitter realizations hit hard, a roundabout of thoughts and I come to a halt; the voids created by the ones we lose while walking with them along the sunlit paths are meant ~ never to be filled...

Reviews

[apennylate]

Trying to untie the untying knots... Whuuut... This is some next level stuff... Was not sure when you started the experimental process, but NOW... This has me pretty sure you are forging a new style... From sunlit bricks, roundabout laughs, and voids within the spaces of stars glow... This had me walking sunlit paths with hope never filled... But maybe... Deeply penned...

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I'm not sure either when I strayed towards experimenting but probably it was around the time when Richard tried to instill some poetic voice in me ;) :)

Thank you for your words here, Silente. Glad you enjoyed the walk.. I mean piece :))

[apennylate]

Who of us really IS sure when exploring new territory... None of us, that is who, lol... Hate to tell you, buddy, but poetic talent can not be "instilled"... It was already in your noggin', but he definitely helped cultivated what was there, hah...
My pleasure, twas a good stretch of the legs... Erhm... Eyes...

[Dr. YumnaKay]

haha well we can disagree here ;P I think it was 'instilled' in 'me'.. I just have to read my older pieces to know the difference lol too horrible :|

And I'm wondering how do stretched eyes look like :P ;P

[apennylate]

Instilled and cultivate share different definitions, but can be compared in this instance... Instilled would mean you had to have the skill put into you... Which is untrue, the skill was there, it just needed some help, hence... Cultivated... Hah, you will not win this argument with me, you are stuck having talent... Sozz

Idk... Eyes freak me out...

[Dr. YumnaKay]

;p lol I'll never give you a definite yes on whether you won the argument so there, we could argue all day haha but maybe...

and yeah me too :| :p

[apennylate]

With you... A "maybe" is as good as anything... Hah...

They are so squishy...

[Jibey]

The moon is a constant source of inspiration to me... Walking under the moon on a warm evening a way of relieving the soul's yearning (wel, to some extent lol).

As as with any walk, there are things that pass by, things we have left behind, and we have to travel on.

Lovely writing... warmly melancholic, but also cool, like the moon.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

As it is to me as well. I feel quite drawn to it; maybe it's because of me being a moonchild ;)
read moreAs it is to me as well. I feel quite drawn to it; maybe it's because of me being a moonchild ;)

thank you for feeling this write, Jibey. I appreciate your words here :)

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

I feel the melancholy, the rumination and mourning for people and things past, that banish peaceful sleep..."I walk under the moon...trying to untie the untying knots". Stunning poem

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Peaceful sleep, ah that's like a dream...
thank you for your words, Annette. Always appreciated :)

[Mr.Writer]

I can see beauty in a frustrated mind :)
Where as darkness takes over...
Emotional, deep and thought provoking poem
Well done, keep it up Yumna!! :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Thank you, Shaan. Glad you saw the beauty here ;) :)

[Mr.Writer]

No problem ;)

[Tony Jordan]

The full moon is the illuminator of many a pathway than hitherto was light-less. The things it shows aren't always palatable or welcome but they may just be necessary for our own journey in life.
Deep, philosophical and painful piece Yumna.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I agree. More like for surviving...
Thank you for your words here, Tony :)