Aw Luna,
How guiding is thine light to those lost in darkness,
Our gift from the creator to light our night sky,
A guide to that which we truly are,
Animals,
How savage are we?
Is their no mercy left?
The moon may drive us wild with lust.
But what is this lust?
Rage?
Love?
Or is it something more?
Some seek blood.
Some seek love.
We where all the same at birth.
Kicking and screaming.
So were did we go wrong?
Why does this moon drive us?
Many quistions
Few answers
Only the path of the rightous shall answer.
I feel like i CAN write but don't know where to start.
I don't feel that this is anywhere near my best work but it's a start.
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There are a few spelling issues, but the poem overall is pleasing. I like it.
(By the way, I deleted your duplicate post for you)
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thank you my computer was laggy
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by the way i think my sig is my best lunar poem
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