MOON EMPTY EYES


MOON EMPTY EYES

Hush now, the moon is wide
Many look and wonder
Souls of something missing
Twinkle in the awe
Thinking why so much and less is giving
Elders words of you can do anything
Except getting what give back
Is there a riddle to this?
Uttered lips of words that give directions
Only to be empty hopes
The full moon gives distance to how many feel
A soul yearns for the connection
In the mist of teased and shutdown
Time lost, in the mechanism of man
Age the number that is said to be only a number
Unless years aren’t in the favor of the utterer.

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