Stolen Glories

Stolen Glories

A Poem by NATO KRYVAVRY

Anyone whoever quote how romantic the moon is,
Has probably no idea nor care, 'bout what the moon
Truly is

Is the moon just a giant rock that appears when most
people have called it a day?

Yes, the moon might well be a condign prop for those
who seize the night; who's to say?

What the moon thinks, when it shines its fullest at night
on a regular calendar day;

How the moon thinks, when it shines its fullest at night
on a regular calendar day

Listen - 

I am the moon, 
and I boast of a light that is not even coming from me

Oh, what purpose the sun has in letting me bask in
a stolen glory for free?

As I shine down on lovers who bask in his light,
with their love seeking neither why, nor when

Still the moon shines its brightest tonight,

and indeed,

It is full of itself again




05022018

© 2020 NATO KRYVAVRY


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Deep, intense and dramatic. Great follow on from the First section to next. Bravo well did.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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NATO KRYVAVRY

2 Years Ago

Thank you for the appreciative words, Dee.

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Added on June 12, 2018
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