In the dark night sky, the moon shines.
The clock struck 12, I heard the chimes.
Staring at the moon, sleep deprived.
Thinking of you, prettier than the moonlight.
Breaking the silence, I played a song.
Maybe I dreamt but the moon sang along.
Soothing as ever crescent, full or half.
Talking to it, so it'll tell my stories on my behalf.
YOU ARE READING
Soliloquy✨
PoetryThe emotions that are hidden eventually come out and wreck you inside out✨
