something's blinding
over the horizon
it's the sun coming up
from the east
and even to this moment
i still haven't learned to let go
of the moon's bright glow
when even the sun
can give me more than
what the moon has to show
YOU ARE READING
The Moon Told Me ✏
Poetry"Look at the dark sky with a bright orb. Will it ever try to listen to your strained voice? See your restrained thoughts? But will you ever do the same?" This is a collection of poetry I made under the moonlight, because that is the only moment whe...
