'Moon-struck' started as a tiny poem and out of any kind of effort,almost.The word 'Moon-struck' struck me out of nowhere and since its birth it got me fallen in love with it! I have never been a moon-maniac(despite the fact that I've been writing poems since my childhood and I live in a country where the moon may be knows every possible way to keep one mesmerized!),but these days this word is compelling me to be one.
so,out of this mania,I wrote more tiny poems concerning her and I'm afraid I'll be continuing to do so until the spell lifts! You may need to manage some more patience,freinds!
Moon-struck(1)
Moon-struck me
Has forgotten for a while
The fossiled gloom of precious mankind
Come stars,breathe for me
tonight.
Moon-struck(2)
The moon walked alone,
slowly,so slowly
even the stars didn't wake.
Night rustled gently under her feet
The only sound that could be heard
among all the unheard.
Moon-struck(3)
She lies abundoned
Upon the dark dune of clouds,
Forlorn though-she glows none the less,
as a pearl's to glow forever.
and singing a song of blue longing,
waits to be grasped by the sea again...