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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?
8 Comments
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
Dear Ulhas,
This is a novel idea: a transfer of emotions to the un-participating moon that usually forms just a silent backdrop to many a romantic tale. I would rate you 3 on 5 for the subject, 2.5 on 5 for the actual execution and 2.5 overall, but please don’t take this personally.

(3 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5, rated)
May be poetry is something you write on topics you feel from within, but I love writing something which doesnt come from within and always contradict myself everytime. I love playing with words and make a nice Jigsaw out of them.
P4Poetry is a beautiful place and great for poets who always needed a place where they can showcase their work. Enjoy Poetry!!!
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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