Crescent

crescent-moon
Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto

 

Crescent is complacent
It knows its glorious glimmer
Would wilt the transient cover
Of clouds that may seem threatening
Sun whispers hope.
~

I could hear the melodies
Of crescent moon that hung above
Darkness melted with the lilting sound
That merged in the symphony of sun
I chose life.
~

Skeptical of stepping
Into the wider world of hope
Where darkness disturbed the quiet
She stood rooted to the threshold
Shackled by false safety.
~

If the night was dark
A new day is smiling at the horizon
You hug clouds but I look at the sun
The harbinger of new hues
That speak of life.

© Balroop Singh

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44 thoughts on “Crescent

  1. Anything to do with the moon—I’m all in! This is another beautiful poem you’ve created from a photo, Balroop. I especially love this: “Darkness melted with the lilting sound
    That merged in the symphony of sun”

  2. Many deep thoughts in one poem, fascinating. I really love Tanka no 3 and want to quote your words there:
    “ She stood rooted to the threshold
    Shackled by false safety. “

    How often that can be true.

    Miriam

  3. Each one is beautiful in its own way. But I particularly love this line right now, A new day is smiling at the horizon.

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