Voice of the Moon
There's an invitation for you from the moon,
You're to get there within a moment of time,
Side by side comes your foe,...everyone is invited to show,
Eyes are blinking,...the moon stands still,
Whilst,men are tensed up,
The galaxy closed the deal,
Strong wind is blown to smash everyone present,
The formation of the space is beyond human compromised crescent,
Who gave you the invitation?
Concealers hate to respond,
Change of atmospheric condition,comes your love dipped on,
They walk in queue,...angels ascending and descending,
Darkness getting more awesome,
The sun however is not set from the viewers on the earth ransom,
It's very clear how non-luminous the moon is qualified,
Grumbling for safety,feeling thirsty and hungry for strengthened side,
What is the discovery?
Exploring nature and seasons,
'Should I refer myself to be alien'...,of course, No!
Connection of your foes and love ones now expanding,
We both don't know how it started,
Surely,our haters are unknown,
Same way can't we bring out the batch of our personal lovers,
Once we see the parading angels,glory is seen,
I hear and get more frustrated,
Powers in the moon fire's out a machine gun on us already slated,
The story of a wimpy man,
The path of life you never need,
When some come and run,
Nothing is going to save the freed,
Can't anticipate of writing you a security,
The best of you only dwells in you obscurity,
That says the power of light in the street,
Please,you're welcome!
Have a seat!
Copyright © ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES | Year Posted 2018
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