Who Spoiled the Moon


 

Of those many in love, who spoiled the moon,

and made promises in its ardent gloom,

and in the sale of love, they bought love 

and sold it worthless. I speak of them.

 

For then I wonder and of these wonders I assume

the blemishes of the crescent one, were given of ours.  

From the wounds borne of such love, I presume

are the sores from treacherous untrue lovers.  

 

Some tell of the moon in times, shined much like the sun

and it wasn’t as dark, and it wasn’t of concern. 

Whilst the loved ones made merry, and the loved ones made vows

the moon was their refuge, where the loved ones would return.

 

In the shelter of whose, love was made, and as love is today,

for love is good and love is unfaith, and this deceit love became moon’s fate

Its wounds are grim now, and moon isn’t as gleam now.

So tell me whose love spoiled the moon and whose love was that

for whose love was so fickle and whose love had hate?

 

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Comments

Whilst the loved ones made merry, and the loved ones made vows
the moon was their refuge, where the loved ones would return”
praiseworthy.

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The 1st 3 paras are nice but the last one lost the flow.Maybe the word ‘love’ was used too much and the 5 lines instead of 4 broke the tempo

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Nice poem , also nice photo .

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