Far away from the eye of the world she grew in the places unsought and unseen
The child of moonlight;
The queen of melancholy
Fireflies swirling all around
veiled her
For she was
A beauty so impeccable that could wage a war ;
So she's better left unseen
Magic so unreal;
that even the wizards refused to believe,
Every single time
the words were all lost
as I went closer to her light
Whatever the world says
she'll always be my moon flower-
The one that made the moon shy.
YOU ARE READING
Under The Moonlit Sky
Poetry"Whenever it rained ☔ I wrote poems about her And I'm not even a poet ."
