Moonlight

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The moon shone brightly; I stared
Within the stars in the Milky Way
I stood there, on the balcony
As the wind blew its gentle breeze

I was entice upon such beauty
Though the moonlight was dim
It gave light throughout darkness
Then realization flickered on myself

I, myself, was like the moon
I am the light in my own darkness
And the hope in my sorrowful state
When my colors had lost its own hue

The moon reflects itself on the riverbank
I, too reflected upon mine
How can I appreciate the moon's reflection,
When I couldn't even love my own complexion?

I was astounded with nature and its beauty
But I couldn't even love the person within me
I know I was like the moon on its own
The other side of me was not shown

A part of me was hidden
It always lie there kept
People thought they already knew me
But inside me there's my true identity

Like the moon
I have my other side
Some judge the true you
As they look at what's visible in the eye

But the moon has its own beauty
So am I deep within me
Even if I didn't see it; Though I need to,
It lies there like the other side of the moon

As the stars guide travelers through their destination
The moon lights up their way,
I, myself have my own direction
I'm the moonlight in my own way

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