The changing phases of the moon,
Aren't you the story of my life?
I started as a crescent a source of joy,
From hands to hands as a lovely toy.
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May God bless the poet with a happy and healthy life. He is the poet who can create romance in such an icy topic.
Ah what a beautiful poem! How well constructed- from the life of moon to one's own. I especially like the last two stanzas. Brilliant.
(prev.....) I make myself every inch of love in the knowledge O' love, look the Anchorite I'm in that agitated ocean of knowledge love, the pure light yes, take it note here light never can die cause of not borrowing and I'm immortal in that knowledge with love, the light.....///
Knowledge, Knowledge with love the light pure sunlight without borrowing can harrow, can lend the light liberally, lavishly (without demand back anything) I the moon from the full dark to crescent gradually full moonlit by lending that light yeah, by that knowledge with love (cont.......)
A beautiful poem embedded with rich imagination and superb imagery. A great title and every stanza of the poem has been woven brilliantly. Liked the ultimate stanza. Yes, moon never dies.And we have eternal life. Onto my Poem List.
An exquisitelly beautiful poem.Moon and life - -excellent metaphor.