in a calm serene night
the wind decided not to progress
trees stood in silence
welcoming the Moon
gleaming silver rays
traveled their way
to bathe the angels
nourishing them with purity
water in the lake glowed with shine
a sight so rich, so charming
it hid all the pain behind
& no one seemed to notice
the scars
on the face of the Moon
‘ no one seemed to notice the scars on the face of the Moon’- beautifully written x
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Yes my Dear… Moon paid a price for the sight to be so rich.. yet in the end, its pain not noticed…. Thanks for reading…
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Wonderful insight. Very inspiring thank you x
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How kind of you my Dear… I must thank you for taking time to read and coming up with your valuable suggestions!!
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Awesome
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Thanks Marcus… you are very kind!!
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Amazing
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Thanks again
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🙂
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Great little poem: nice ending …
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Thanks Roger, I am glad you liked it.
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I think you did a great job. I think this could be figuratively also. Ones inner beauty often shines beyond their outer appearance.
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True that Richard!! Thank you for reading!
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Lovely….
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Thanks Sonali
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Loved the scars on the face of the moon!!!
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The scars make the Moon..
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Beautiful as always
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Thanks a.lot
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Beauty is incomplete without scars it makes “you “
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Rightly said my dear
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