the moon is silent tonight.
it depends on the black river
of life (the stream of conscious
without light) to raise her voice
and tell me, why it feels as if,
my home is not my home tonight.
.
© Anmol Arora
Day 20
(Inter)National Poetry Month
the moon is silent tonight.
it depends on the black river
of life (the stream of conscious
without light) to raise her voice
and tell me, why it feels as if,
my home is not my home tonight.
.
© Anmol Arora
Day 20
(Inter)National Poetry Month
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Perhaps you aren’t meant to hear or see the moon, but to feel her.
I also think “why” is almost always the wrong question. Let’s start there. Maybe go with “which”?
I love A Wrinkle in Time. ❤ Did you read it? You definitely should.
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Is this the moment before the scream? You capture the dour scene most eloquently.
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The feeling of disconnection is palpable.. Sometimes we need to disconnect to see things as they really are..
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