Tonight the moon though twice
its size is sombre, dreary, dour
and just like that I felt a heavy
sensation that was full of angst-
I sat there as it slowly consumed
what little brightness was left and
then bruised my soul.
In desolation I stare at the streets
where a thousand die unpraised
veiling their hurt with gentle smiles.
Perhaps this was what it felt like to
be afraid, I thought as wind outside
struggled with branches.
And if we were allowed the option,
would we read life’s rough-hewn
chapter until the very end?
It was then that I was certain, that
if one desired to experience world,
would need to embark on myriad
phases and that moon is an image
of lone musings.
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Gorgeous image, and such lovely, sombre words to match.
Thank you so much, De ☺️ so glad you liked it ❤️
You certainly made the moon and image of lone musings….and I enjoyed yours😊
*an image of…* typo!😯
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Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“Moon is an image of lone musings.” How i love that!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ah musings are best in solitude. Thank you for dropping by my blog today Sanaa
Happy Blue Moon
Much💟love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much love…
This poem brings on Awe! I am totally convinced moon is the pattern for becoming aware of sorrow and loneliness. Wow.
Awww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Susan 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
I sat there as it slowly consumed
what little brightness was left and
then bruised my soul.
Sometimes we feel those bruises more when that moon is out…
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Truedessa ❤️
Yes, the Moon does have that sad look of constancy despite her troubles but she shines on us regardless, knowing that we love to see her.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Robin ❤️
‘moon is an image of lone musing’ This is absolutely true & you’ve penned it so beautifully.
Thank you so much, Sumana 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The moon is reflective – so perhaps it mirrors whatever is within us at the time. Beautiful words, as always.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Lone musings…..enjoying its own company…the lone moon!
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I sat there as it slowly consumed
what little brightness was left and
then bruised my soul.
– the moon is by nature both light and dark – neither can exist without the other – and drawing down the moon sometimes means we must dive into the depths, and rest and listen, before we can lift our eyes and fish for the lit edges ….
Perhaps this was what it felt like to
be afraid, I thought as wind outside
struggled with branches.
– I love the idea of the wind struggling with the branches …. this is haunting ….
as is this entire poem – lovely and sensitively drawn Sanaa
Thank you so much, Wildchild 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
A deep and reflective poem, Sanaa. Beautifully penned. ❤️
Thank you so much, Khaya 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lovely descriptive poem. The moon often calls us to musing,
Elizabeth
Thank you so much, Elizabeth 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
How many of us have sat and lamented at the moon? I liked that picture.
Thank you so much, Bekkie 😊 so glad you liked it ❤
deeply thoughtful…mystic
Thank you so much, Anjum ☺️ so glad you liked it ❤️
“In desolation I stare at the streets
where a thousand die unpraised
veiling their hurt with gentle smiles.”
Beautiful. So filled with pathos. What an amazing write, Sanaa!
Awww gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Frank 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
Beautiful. I like the metaphor of the moon as image of lone musings.
Thank you so much, Imelda ☺️ so glad you liked it ❤️
Moon indeed is an image of lone musings.. nicely done Sanaa…
Thank you so much, Rajani 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
Happy Tuesday Sanaa
much love…
Happy Tuesday, Gillena
Much love…. ❤️
The moon can certainly bring out the soul search in us. There is melancholy in this, yet the ending emphasizes we must live life and not merely moon watch.
Definitely 😊 thanks for stopping by, Susie ❤️
So profound, my friend. And I completely believe it, too–in order to be, we must be everything. Life and living is all about balance.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
What I think of when I read this is that the moon is a giant mirror, it absorbs the moods and you feel all the love and melancholy at once… it affirms you… the moon is like the perfect friend.
Definitely 😊 thanks for stopping by, Bjorn ❤️
Consumed by a blue moon, Sanaa, and ‘that moon is an image of lone musings’ makes me feel lost in the cosmos. .
Thank you so much, Kim 😊 so good to see you ❤️
that moon is an image
of lone musings.
That moon can lend itself to a lot of imaginations to while away the time. It blesses one with lots of divergent ideas. Very true Sanaa!
Hank
Thank you so much, Hank 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
A dash of thought filled blue in your sunny today – very well written
Thank you so much, Laura 😊 so good to see you ❤️
“Moon is an image of lone musings.” Exactly. What better companion to muse with than the moon. Gorgeous, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Sara 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
Lone musings… desolation. Yes. Thank you, Sanaa ❤️
Thank you so much, Marian 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️
Right on with the lone musing here. So forlorn. The second last verse capped it off for me,
“And if we were allowed the option,
would we read life’s rough-hewn
chapter until the very end?”.
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Thank you so much, Jim 😊 so glad you liked it ❤️