This poem describes my connection to the moon. I got the idea from the title of a story.
Darkness in the night,
Is like the brightness of the day,
But the moon drew me closer,
And the sun turned me away.
The moon is my security,
While the sun is a violent shadow
On the darkened starlit night,
When the moon shows no signs of life.
When the brightest light shows it's face,
And the darkness leaves,
So does the brightened spirit,
And the darkness contradicts it's kin.
When the light turns to leave,
And the darkness returns,
The darkened spirit leaves,
While once again becoming a contradiction.
Darkness in the night,
Is like the brightness of the day,
But the moon drew me closer,
And the sun turned me away.
I had to read this to my English class. It was so embarrassing. Even if no one was paying attention except for the parents that came.
Alantie Mistaniu: Thank you for the ideas. I'm glad that you like me new name. It's easier to remember.
Silver Sailor Ganymede: I'll read them as soon as I have time. I'm glad that you still liked it.
Mad-4-Manga: I'm happy that I know you aren't dead now. I won't hurt you though. You get a cookie for coming back. I hope that you get your schoolwork done.