With my love, I scarred the moon.

With my love, I scarred the moon.

A Poem by Mehak Mushtaq





I am a shadow.

Sometimes, I lie beneath the trees.

I embrace the cold sun.

Nowadays, I like your feet.

It's summer,

I like staying beneath.

In the night, I wake up,

only to be misguided by the pale moonlight.

He promises to show me

my way back home

as a reparation.

He follows a car

and makes way for me,

we travel along, the three of us.

Somehow, we're left behind, him and me.

So, I crawl up the trees,

the shadow of the winds,

they carry me to the stars.

I jump into his lap.

The night says

that I make him look ugly.

But, he embraces me 

and we never let go.

 


- September 6th, 2013
11.55 a.m

© 2013 Mehak Mushtaq



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The night says
that I make him look ugly.
But, he embraces me
and we never let go.


I adore these last four lines. Actually I believe that less is more in times such as this. I would have just shared the last four lines as a quote...it has that much impact.

Muse

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Thank you. :)



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Beautiful imagery! You create a vivid image which I felt part of. My favorite part:
"So, I crawl up the trees,
the shadow of the winds,
they carry me to the stars.
I jump into his lap."
Thanks Mahek!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You set the setting exceptionally well, very well done.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was great. I loved how you wrote it and your wording. Great job.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The night says
that I make him look ugly.
But, he embraces me
and we never let go.


I adore these last four lines. Actually I believe that less is more in times such as this. I would have just shared the last four lines as a quote...it has that much impact.

Muse

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
Like the car image ; this puts it into a frame that transports the impression, makes it visual. A good write
from a talented young poet.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Thank you.
So, I crawl up the trees,

the shadow of the winds,

they carry me to the stars.
I like how you defined your self as a shadow for that is humbling and realistic in our lives for we echo the voice within and reflect the image within...Splendid as always...:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
Sami Khalil

4 Years Ago

You are welcome...:)
I like poetry about the moon and the night, and this is a great example. I could feel the quiet emptiness of the night, and the vastness of the sky. I especially like the lines, "I jump into his lap. The night says that I make him look ugly. But, he embraces me and we never let go." Well done :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
The mood of this is mysterious and a little esoteric. But the words have a lovely lyrical rhythm. The nature connection is very apparent. I like this for its mystical qualities -- when I read it, the words become a slowly swirling column of soft, white smoke, and when I move my hand through the smoke, my hand tingles.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mehak Mushtaq

4 Years Ago

Woah, I love this review. Thanks! :)

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Mehak Mushtaq
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Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir, India



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Assalam-u-alaikum. Mehak, from Kashmir, India. I got introduced to Writer's cafe just two years, ago, I'm 18, now. Like colors, life is an illusion, too. Look inside of you, the devil you hide, the.. more..

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