He is the crescent moon that disappears on 14th.
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21 NOV 2019 AT 13:21
Take a lover
who loves the moon ☽
For he'll know how to love you
When you're not so full
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21 APR 2020 AT 2:51
That black night sky,with a crescent moon
and a bright star near it,
With lot of small sparkling stars
In the background made me realise that brighter ones are always left ALONE.-
22 OCT 2020 AT 21:49
Her hairs getting tickled by the wind,
His gentle hands on her waist seizing the skin,
Such close they were to each other,
That no human but only the stars and the crescent moon could have witness the scene.-
31 JAN 2020 AT 22:33
Have you ever stood
under a star filled sky,
lost in the crescent moon,
feeling one with the song
flowing from your headphones,
holding the stillness
of an approaching summer's night?
Have you?
Maybe then you would understand
why that feeling of belonging
with your own self
will always be worth
fighting for.-
29 DEC 2019 AT 21:55
The moon reminds me
of myself more than him
for the way it shows
how I feel sometimes;
full, half
or nothing at all.-
16 AUG 2019 AT 23:33
The crescent moon can make you smile
but the curve on your lips can make
everyone smile.-
19 OCT 2020 AT 18:07
A quiet night ~
Devoid of any unwanted noises.
Just a golden silence .
A crescent moon~
Exceptionally beautiful to gaze at
and it's praiseworthy. It shines to add
some light in the darkness.
A shooting star~
Falls down to fulfill the wishes
Probably it's a myth
But still makes
the innocent hearts hopeful.
A perfect companion~
With whom we can spend our
quiet night with golden silence
looking at the beautiful moon
and wishing from a shooting star .
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18 MAY 2021 AT 15:27
The sun was setting and the twilight was magical
like the kept promises are for the real ones.
The rainy breeze were a bliss for sure
like the rain is for pluviophile.
And the moving clouds were hypnotizing me
like the chocolates do to kids.
The night was mesmerising
like it is for the nyctophiles.
The darkness gave me a heartfelt warmth
like the black gives to the B/W filter.
I was embraced by the starry night
like the mother embraces the child.
The moon made me sit on its crescent shape
like the birds sit on the branch of trees.-