The Moon
A full moon is rising
And there is no avoiding it
I can not escape this evil face
There`s nowhere to hide
From this sinister, white smile
From this victorious gaze
For the moon knows everything
It sees through me
It reads my thoughts
I suffer from being exposed
Looking at its translucent light
Finally, I submit to it and confide in it:
``Nobody loves me.
My life is unfulfilled.``
It smiles gaily and gives me
Its silver light
The feeling of sorrow is gone
Being unhappy was just
A silly, silly dream
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
