As the moon went to sleep,
Shifting, slowly away…
Leaving it in tears and soul empty…
Like an empty pumpkin..
After that visit, by the greedy monkey
Empty is the space when one thief,
Slowly steals your heart
,
The only heart left to be stolen,
By that, who is naively chosen,
Before love melts away…
The chosen thief of love,
Leaving you hollow,
Love kills like a poisoned arrow..
Deep in the
bone marrow..
Today and tomorrow..
There’s this thief,
The ruthless thug,
Who hits like a thunder,
A yonder,
No wonder..
Earthquake,
Leaving you quaky
Shuttered..
The only roof collapsing,
By the shoulder,
Solidified, you must soldier on!
ON THE PULPIT
,
moon,