Going with the flow, I hoped for the water to take away the heaviness, Of the thoughts I was holding, But everytime I wanted to not think...

It thought I’d let it go, In the air, Up, above, somewhere, Over the oceans, Sand dunes and sun’s glare. But I found it, Right behind me,...

There must be some magic, In the beauty of the moon, As everyone falls for it, Every time they take a glance at it. #writing #moonpoetry...