Last Rite to Twilight

Who has the right the beauty of mother nature under the shade o a veil of darkness. It makes us dismayed but not till we strike upon the bell of fate.

Interstate moons are so soft

light that sings 

his comic melody 

forever since time being

The moon was our father's moon

When twilight hit the lake by the stone bridge

Stillness that tranquility ensues

To stop and wonder

when roads stop

lights cease

the moons stands

when light stings again

 the last rite to twilight

belongs to those who cherish

one to those we cherish

one with love to shine

simplicity is beauty

sophistication is advancement

My soul is fond to the medium

under the cosmos

the waves standing still in time 

Author's Note

any ideas on rhythm?

Reviews

[Unspoken poet]

I love this, love your last stanza, this is so good

[Alucard6336]

This is beautiful. I looked through all of yours, each looking interesting, but this stood out to me. Cosmos, moon, twilight, mother nature-all things that I love. Remember, our thoughts and writing are led by things of beauty, like nature and the skies wonders.

The transitions are good and great use of visual aspects. Line 4 and 5 are what makes this a great piece in general. Good job. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"To stop and wonder
when roads stop
lights cease
the moons stands"

Beautiful usage of language and metaphor. In time, your waves will splash upon the shores of fate. Excellent...:)........................

[Matthew James Ginn]

Thank you so much! I hope so too!

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. You are welcome...:)..................