New Moon

Between nothingness and pain
I chose to linger, and like new moon
cradled ebony skies.

Why is the new moon partially
hidden, I wonder as emotions gave way
to impossible dreams.

Perhaps like humans, she too
has demons, who threaten to claw
into the subconscious mind.

I glance once again, admiring the
new moon, her power and strength
before finally resigning to bed.

 

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52 Responses

  1. Susan says:

    Oh! Magnificent!
    Wisdom.
    I believe we and she are indeed alike, refusing to see the sun at times and at other times shining bravely and wildly.

  2. Wonderful piece, Sanaa. I especially love this line:
    “Why is the new moon partially hidden…”
    A wonder to ponder on and marvel at!

  3. Sumana Roy says:

    The poem triggers so many thoughts. Love the painting you’ve used for the poem too.

  4. Your first verse really hit home for me, it seems that is where I spend much of my time. Lovely penmanship.

  5. kanzensakura says:

    A lovely poem. The first stanza really touched me.

  6. Beautifully reflective – as befits the Moon.

  7. It is intriguing to think of the moon having angst……..thankfully she also has power and strength, as do we. Smiles.

  8. Gina says:

    There is a calmness that runs through your words like the soft acceptance of death. Beautiful XXX

  9. marja says:

    Love the third stanza which is powerful and clever. Lovely poem

  10. gillena says:

    Luv the power and strength of your New Moon, once she gets over her shyness, Sanaa.

    Much😊love

  11. kaykuala h says:

    I glance once again, admiring the
    new moon, her power and strength
    before finally resigning to bed.

    It may just rekindle pleasant dreams!

    Hank

  12. annell4 says:

    What a wonderful poem!!! Thank you.

  13. Anita says:

    New Moon’s power inspires!

  14. Myrna says:

    I like the comparison between us and the new moon. Hopefully, we will fill out with light, like the moon does. Great poem!

  15. Sara McNulty says:

    Thoughtful poem, Sanaa. I love, “before finally resigning to bed.”

  16. Paul says:

    Clever direction to take. Perhaps the moon has to reveal herself slowly and carefully.

  17. Xenia Tran says:

    A beautiful poem Sanaa and I especially love the way you connect with the moon in your final stanza with ‘I glance once again, admiring the new moon, her power and strength’, accepting the inspiration she is offering you xxx

  18. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    Oh I love the pull of the moon… we are water too I think.

  19. I love the opening lines:
    ‘Between nothingness and pain
    I chose to linger’
    it sounds so sad. I also enjoyed:
    ‘I glance once again, admiring the
    new moon, her power and strength
    before finally resigning to bed’.

  20. Bev says:

    As are we, the moon is periodically reduced to basics, only to call on her resilience and rebuild to her full self! Great poem.

  21. Gayle Walters Rose says:

    Perhaps as the moon moves through her different phases her strength and fortitude waxes and wanes as the tides that she creates. Food for thought, Sanaa.

  22. Marina Sofia says:

    I like the idea of the moon being ‘eaten’ or haunted by demons… Great imagery!

  23. Jane Dougherty says:

    Magical πŸ™‚

  24. Mary says:

    Very philosophical, Sanaa! I like it. Indeed perhaps she too has demons….we all do! Smiles.

  25. Kathy Reed says:

    You found a new way to think of a new moon.. Lovely!

  26. Amaya says:

    The moon being haunted by demons like humans are is such a wondrous thought. Ties the push and pull of moon and earth together even more, like two friends with a shared secret.

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