The Yellow Moon
As the dawn crowns its work with the Sun,
The night shift awaits to take its sit with the Galaxy
As I unveil my eyes to the endless space of the Earth
The colour that has no odour bribes my eyes,
In courtesy I beheld its figure.
Wow!!! The word my speech triggered out
Such a beauty my eyes beheld
As the moon declared its presence known to the sky
Even the stars lost there fame, and all I could see
was the beauty in "YELLOW" the moon is pregnant with
You are a wonder to ponder among Colours.
Copyright © Kelvin Harold | Year Posted 2021
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