Moon Child. 🌙✨🌕

Moon Child. 🌙✨🌕

A Poem by Kelly B.

As always, I have lived by the moon. 
The sun is no friend of mine; daylight greets me with a taunting smirk. 
I have not willingly shook hands with the sunrise. 
But the night, we are soul mates. 
The twilight comforts me with its transient, somber cloak;
Allowing me to bleed my incongruous ideation without haste. 
Darkness has eternally been my blood type.

© 2017 Kelly B.

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i really like your choice of words, amazing!

I'm new on here, so it would be an honour if you could review some of my poems!

Posted 6 Years Ago

You are a night owl. We all have internal clocks. Well written. Lydi**

Posted 6 Years Ago

Nice poem... What's with the night really, Might be because our wishes came true right there within a our dreams... Or we can cry freely while laying our head to the shoulder of the moon... One thing I know, we have the same blood type...

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

There is magyk in the eves...
and dreams come to life.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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Added on June 12, 2017
Last Updated on June 12, 2017
Tags: The moon, darkness, twilight


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