He babbles away to the moon

He babbles away to the moon

A Poem by Pestonjee_
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The mad poet

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He babbles away to the moon

moonlight infests him
its pallor driving him insane

He grapples with its coolness
his mind rumpled with pain

The night akin to a curse
invokes urges in him profane

he stands spitting at the wind
that returns with sharp disdain

smacking his crusty, wrathful mouth
spewing unholy quatrains

with his own drool wandering
down his matted beard again

He babbles away to the moon

© 2020 Pestonjee_


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Not a shred of romance here. Makes a change from the usual moonlight and love scenes. This guy is haunted by the moonlight. Cursed by it. No wonder he is uttering his own profanities. No howling wolves, just a mad poet here doing his own thing.

Chris

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

As I intended :)
Thank you Chris



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Some method in the madness...or sadness...or sanity ....🌹🌹🌹

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

3 Weeks Ago

Thanks a lot for stopping by. 🥀
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JR
I too have babbled away at the moon. There is such a sense of longing here, and change... well done. Usually I find rhyme distracting, but you did a good job of using it to enhance the piece, rather than become something that takes away from it. Really enjoyed this.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Pestonjee_

4 Weeks Ago

Thanks man! Just emerging from a heavy weekend. Will be back soon ;)
JR

4 Weeks Ago

Love it, bro. Had a pretty heavy weekend myself. Just starting to write about it now.
Visceral poetry about descending into feral madness. This could completely become part of a longer story. Nice work.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Thanks :) working on it
Nice work Pestonjee. Something different from your usual :)

Posted 1 Month Ago


Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Thanks for unblocking. I owe you and her a dinner. :)
Rania

1 Month Ago

No probs. People here are mostly fair. Just keep a cool head.
Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

If ever you’re in New Delhi, just let me know. Dinner at the fanciest joint is on me.
This reminds me of someone turning into a werewolf. The babbling at the moon. It’s just what came to mind as I read it. Great descriptions

Posted 1 Month Ago


Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Stunning! That’s an awesome suggestion. A werewolf engages in a war with the moon. An ancient and .. read more
Poetic Beauty

1 Month Ago

I’m a lover of all things paranormal be it vampire, werewolf ghosts and so on. Only I don’t do h.. read more
Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

I have a couple of real paranormal romance novels. Awesome.
Woah! Nice on this is ! .

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Yeah. It applies to all the crazies on the Café too 😜😜😜
I see this too often..........

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Yes. Actually this is not uncommon. 🤣
"Mad," I would say, because he apparently sees no beauty.
His is the basest of existences; love finds no place in him.
Poor man.
Whether meant comically or tragically, a poem well portrayed!

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pestonjee_

1 Month Ago

Love this review FJ. He’s an outcast. Filthy inside out. Broken by his own self. He blames the moo.. read more

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