The Missing Crescent

July 3, 2016
By BloodyMary PLATINUM, N/A, Other
BloodyMary PLATINUM, N/A, Other
22 articles 8 photos 70 comments

Favorite Quote:
Life is like a box of chocolates; You never know what you are gonna get.



The night has come

Stars shall soon appear
Like glittered dust spread carefully yet carelessly
Above the pitch black dome.


The moon shall come too, or perhaps not.
But I wait if it does, though sometimes
The dark strengthens my weakness.
Still I wait for the crescent-shaped light
To rise and illuminate the sky.
And when it comes
To unveil itself
To brush its pale, translucent hands
Along the contour of my ill-stricken face
And look into my eyes, yearning and undaunted,
My heart leaps towards the horizon
That divides the mountains and the shimmering stars.


And many nights have passed
Days have become longer.
I lay my head on the grass,
Counting the stars as I wait.
But the moon has not come
Not in the next days, months, or years.
So the wind did whisper:
It shall never return.


The author's comments:

Written from pain. 


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