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The Moon by Jearoon, literature
Literature
The Moon
The Moon
Hanging like a giant light bulb
On the ceiling of my street
Pouring light in every crack of pavement slabs
Beneath my feet
Glowing proud a purest white
Perfect circle
Highest height
Clouds swim across the ceiling sea
And hide the moon in jealousy
Whilst floating through her moonlight waves
Which crash against their murky haze
Yet shining armour masks a face
Of modest rock in lonely space
And whilst she claims to do not wrong
She sings aloud a siren's song
She spins and orbits, twirls and dances
Beams upon her false romances
Mortals gaze in utter wonder
'Till another one doth stir…
A one who tells a different story
Snowflake by Jearoon, literature
Literature
Snowflake
From white sheet skies, a snowflake flies
Each coated in their own disguise
Each single flake, they all awake
Unique in shape and size
The clouds from high, declare goodbye
As every snowflake starts to glide
They fight their fate, prolong the wait
All battle and collide
Still falling, falling, to the end
Each navigates a different bend
They try to force a different course,
And still they do descend
But as they drop to ground below
Each drifting snowflake starts to grow
It is the falling, not the end
That makes the greatest snow
To Sleep by Jearoon, literature
Literature
To Sleep
I creep in your eyes
I seep in your bones
I weigh down your body
Like stone
I weave through your mind
I tell it to slow
I wind down your to
And your fro
Why do some fight me
Like I'm a foe
When I can unchain you
From worry and woe?
I rest you and soothe you
I set your thoughts free
To whirl in great stories
Of wide open seas
You stand at the dock
Where you anchor your feet
And struggle to fend off
The low mists of sleep
But soon waves of quietness
Lift you aboard
And off we set sail
So your mind be restored