Eternal silence of the moon
Cannot be broken,
But it's the silence that speaks
Even in the darkest night.
The halo that sings
All these unheard lullabies,
Are the calmest of all
The melodies that you've been embraced with.
It's the stars that are guarding
The moon and it's silence,
Knows about its melifluous poetry,
That my fragmented heart listen to.
Every night my heart craves,
As it ache and ache
To hear the silence of the moon.
It was serendipity
To find these consoling lullabies
Of the moon and it's halo,
That got engraved in my heart.
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Efflorescence
PoetryEverywhere my tears spill, Are buds that are trying to grow. Every bud to be bloomed , Holds an essence of my tears. The path that I've traveled, Leave trails of buds to be bloomed, I've come too far and it's too late, To runaway before this Efflor...
