Under The Moonlight
On this blanket We sit.
The river sounds create the mood.
The picnic basket is on my right,
but yet, hasnt been touched.
Not once.
You hold me tight.
Saying "Dont cry. Everything is alright."
The words you say bring me comfort.
I never want this to end.
Right here,
Under the Moonlight
[Okay. So It did Kinda suck. But It was an assignment for school, which I will post a few more on here, But my teacher had us listen to music, and write a poem about it.
I love free verse poems, so I wrote this. The music was calming and soothing, with river sounds in the background. And it made me think of those moonlight "picnics" where the couple sits under a tree, and they dont even eat anything]
The river sounds create the mood.
The picnic basket is on my right,
but yet, hasnt been touched.
Not once.
You hold me tight.
Saying "Dont cry. Everything is alright."
The words you say bring me comfort.
I never want this to end.
Right here,
Under the Moonlight
[Okay. So It did Kinda suck. But It was an assignment for school, which I will post a few more on here, But my teacher had us listen to music, and write a poem about it.
I love free verse poems, so I wrote this. The music was calming and soothing, with river sounds in the background. And it made me think of those moonlight "picnics" where the couple sits under a tree, and they dont even eat anything]