The Jealous Moon

The Jealous Moon

A Poem by Ambra Celeste

The Jealous Moon

Bejewelled with blue crystals and green gems, says the jealous moon ‎to the earth 
‎It might look that way from where you stand 
Gardeners growing poisonous weed govern me
I taste fruits of cruelty and deadly obsession
I see giant trees decorated in ostentation
Vines of poverty and hunger sunk their roots into what they call the third world
My blood they polluted and decimated lungs
At night
Under your light
I observe you glowing encompassed by myriad of stars
Your beauty untainted
Your elegance unflawed 
Your reign free 
I wish I were you.

© 2014 Ambra Celeste

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Added on July 31, 2014
Last Updated on July 31, 2014
Tags: beauty, flaws, jealous, moon, obsession, poverty, stars


Ambra Celeste
Ambra Celeste

LONDON, United Kingdom

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