The Moon And The Stars Poem 소설 & 이야기

Live my live free from this torture or free from this life. I'll try the first one. If I failed, I will do everything it takes so that they can't torture me like this anymore. I stared at the sky. It's already so dark. It was so clear and I could see the stars sparkles beautifully sprinkled the night sky like twinkling little diamonds. And there the moon... I gulped, whinched as it felt like I just swallowed a sharp rock. My eyes set at the big Moon above me and I lifted my hand as if I wanted to reach it.

I whispered in her ear softly, "whenever you look at the moon, just know that this stars is yours." She turned to stare at me, her eyes filled with astonishment. I swallowed hard. I could not believe that standing next to her right now like this... how I had prayed a million times in these past years to just see her. "When you were not here, I used to look at moon and wish you were just as close to me as this star was to the moon. This is the closest and brightest star in the sky and looking at it reminded me of you. So now... it is yours."

"Describe something." I gently take my place beside him. "What do you mean?" "You always make the simplest things so intricate." I rest my head against my pillow and glance over to him. "Okay, well, the night. The sky floats above like a inky mixture of endless possibilities. Millions upon millions of stars—like a artist took white paint and splattered them relentlessly at a black canvas. Each one could hold different words, and they all drift above in an array of lights, shining and dancing, triggering emotions. The moon, silver and sliced, casts its unearthly glow down on us like a spotlight on a stage. You feel as if your life is the main act, but it is not, it is part of exhibition, and

I ran through the forest and found a precipice where I sat, staring at the moon which sprinkled its silvery glow on the earth’s surface. Numerous small, sharp, and bright stars twinkle along the black-blue abyss as the Moon whitens the atmosphere through the split clouds with its delightful instantaneous gleam that checks the ground from rocks, plants, trees, and buildings. Moon goddess, are you mad at me? Why do you torture my life this much? First, you took my parents away from me, then you let my mate die, my best friend betrayed me and now you throw me at the merciless man who will make my life a living hell. How much more will you make me suffer?

Maybe none. Maybe just a girl who didn’t want to be forgotten. The moon was full and pale. And I whispered, barely audible, “I don’t know what to choose.” And maybe the moon listened. Maybe she didn’t. But the stars didn’t laugh. Not tonight.

I dropped my gaze instantly and asked before chewing onto my lips, "Anything else I can get you, s-sir?" "No, sweetheart." He darkly chuckled. Just as I was about to walk off this uncomfortable scene, I felt a burn on my skin. The moonlight had escaped the drapes of the clouds finally and it was lighting up the terrace with its own enigma. But why burn? Isn't the moon an epitome of cool and calm? I shrieked when I realised the burn that was flaming on my skin was actually, under my skin. With a clatter, the champagne glasses on the tray shattered on the floor. Luckily, the sound of music drowned it out but didn't stop the fact it poured all down the back of someone.

Wearing his clothes, he took out a piece of paper from the book, but his movements halted, seeing the page filled with ink, his heart skipped a beat reading the poem, Like the moon you are flawed, then why you are the only source of light in the darkness. Like the moon, you are far, then why do you go with me everywhere making me feel a little less lonely? Like the moon, I am scared we will never be together that there are no forever. Like the moon, I adore you from afar,Always. Like the moon, you bring tides of emotions, flooding me in saving me from the numbness, this world can offer. Like the moon, you are not of this world, For you, are my moon in the heart that beats for you,

To the Moon that Doesn't Answer, In the silent night, the moon refuses to answer, In the dark sky, the stars are hidden, This heart is glued in sadness, Lost love, covered in mist, The flowers bloom without fragrance, Wounds engraved on the heart, Time goes on, but my heart The longing imprisoned in words, Late, unspoken, left behind, The love I offered, like the wind, Passing without a trace, leaving without a trace.Every second, every breath, is a Endless tears, In the dark, I look for a glimmer of hope, But all I meet are shadows. To the moon that does not answer, To the stars that are hidden, I leave this sad story, Of love rejected, yet eternal. On a path full of doubts, I walk heavily,

Levi replies cheekily, I waved my hand in reply without turning backwards this time. I walked past the swimming pool which was a still as a rug without a ripple going through it. The moon which shone brighter than normal was full today, it's wide circle shape perfectly outlined on the face of the pool. I looked more intently into the pool and twisted my lips from side to side when I sighted tiny stars surrounding the moon haphazardly, like as if the stars were cupped in someone's two hands, probably God's. Then the two hands filled to the tip with tiny, twinkling stars in different shapes and looks opened itself wide over the sky and allowed the stars to pour all over the deep blue colour li

My dear Moon, If you are reading this I may no longer be in this world And that’s ok, even though I will miss you very much, you are the Best thing that ever happened to me And your father, you are My pride and joy, my moon And the world is lucky to Have you in it, you may question You a lot, and have fears of who You are, but know this, you Are my brave little star, I hope you find the love that Will make it worth living, which would