It's the season of the full moon
The reason for my mourning
Engrossed by the comfort of the ties
Keeping me unaware of the betrayal and the lies
But in this teary moment I want to move on
Clearly away, but something untold keeps me going
So funny that I can't decipher the ongoing
It's the season of the full moon
Untamed now that it's time to stop groaning
Starting to fight my emotions
Before it takes a toll on my ambition
Trying to be strong and fierce looking
Because life is a game
Beholding the hunter and the hunt looking for vulnerabilities for it's escapading roamings.
It's the season of the full moon
Awaking to a glamorous morning
Aroused with a clear and peaceful air
Entourage with blissful songs to the yearning ear
Happiness is spent today
Even though what lies ahead I unfortold
Believing time/seasons change
Although the scribbled pages will tell of the after
By Victoria Japhet
Nice one