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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required SILVER Moon (Look, Sound, Smells, Taste, and Feels) SILVER-Silvery-shiny is the beauty of thy WHITE face, as like as a piece of hand kneaded morning bread SILVER- Sounding crisply we crash that hand-flattened bread while we chew beholding that SILVER-Turning BROWN when the horse rears home before you arise on the sky spreading the west- sandy smell SILVER-Yummy is the final reaction after eating that GOLDEN crust of bread alike you, then it cast its spell SILVER-We feel like listening the story of the GREY Gammer spinning wheels in moon while staring at you when shine full bright. (Silver, see, white, black, sapphire, orange, puzzle, grey, feel, warm, sing, smell, aroma, eyes, hear) Oh! Thou silvery moon, the crown of nature, the sky, How can you uphold thy decaying circle till the fortnight? We see the white carpet surrounding thy antique abode, Reminding us of thy black, cloudy old moon exterior. In the sapphire sky, before the orange sun intends to go sea bed, You appear before then puzzling us with your splendid charm instead. The glorious grey spots inside thee, Illustrates a deep, romantic melancholy. As we imagine, are those really spots on your cheek? Are they really the holes, who are such cruel that dug so brutally thou? Or, were they the suitors who sacrificed the lives to marry thou? When you shine, oh silvery moon, we feel the warmth of thy soft light, Each mind sings romantically, the flowers blossom, glow worms fly; We hear romantic songs, waiting for the beloved, the lover plays flute, an unknown forlorn, We smell the aroma of Jui waving in the air, eyes stuck at you; the silvery FULL-MOON. For the contest, Color, sponsor, Tammy Reams Tasmina Hayat Khan 5th November 2015
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