Under The Glorious Moon

By Reva Dusa

Every night, my appreciation

Of the moon grows stronger.

I feel a different emotion every time, And to the moon, I grow stranger.

Under the glorious moon,

I come up with a creative phrase, Staying up all night i use

Those words in a million different ways.

Under the glorious moon, i once

Took an oath that I won't cry anymore, But, the very next day I cried until My eyes were red and sore.

Under the glorious moon, i

Studied hard to Ace my examinations But later I went to my cozy bed,

Couldn't resist the temptations.

Under the glorious moon,

I've sung songs in an imperfect tune, With several people by my side,

Who weren't gonna leave soon.

Under the glorious moon,

I've binge watched series,

And then waited long for the

New seasons to release.

Under the glorious moon,

I have organized my space,

How did it get messy again?

That's a mysterious case

Under the glorious moon,

I have had numerous nightmares, The monsters were at my house, Sometimes, I was at their lairs.

Under the glorious moon,

I have read books, secretly,

Just so no one would notice, i had to pause the story abruptly

Under the glorious moon, I

Have forced myself to bed, Before any special occasion, I would be too excited.

Under the glorious moon,

I think about my pending future I will achieve my goals, and, My time ahead will be a topnotcher.

The beauty of the moon is

Admirably ineffable,

The acts it has accompanied Me in, make it so special.

By Reva Dusa