And look up at the night sky alone
Not a cloud I can see today
Amidst the stars a full moon that shone
I gaze at it with sad eyes
As upon my past I weep
The pain just comes back to me
As I recollect memories so deep
I see a white light approaching
In the blink of an eye it is lost
Now a beautiful girl is by my side
Is she real or is she a ghost
A sad smile of melancholy on her face
A trinket looking like an eye on her hand
A wet white dress she wears made of lace
She asks me why am I sad
To tell her what makes me cry
I look in her eyes and my dreams I see
I look at the moon behind her in the sky
I tell her all my miseries
She listens patiently to me
Then she sits by my side
And tells me what I need to see
She tells me not to see dreams
About treasures that are now past
Only to dream of the future
To be trying till the very last
I see in her the moon so bright
That gives light where darkness goes
That inspires people like me when sad
To look past their many woes
She makes me smile like her
Her words in my heart light a fire
I look at the moon for inspiration
When in my heart comes gloom or ire
Through the darkness that is in my way
That is why sometimes I feel
That night is better than day
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing to me are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.