The Moon Date: Friday, 1st January 2010 @ 01:49:41 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: GlenDavid I know I think they do too But still we go down Search for a distraction Never a true work spoken Looks like we need a fire But when we get close We get warm Then fall asleep Then do it all again A new trophy A new happiness Followed, surely A new consolation A new sadness On we go like this Building empires And flying to the moon The poor moon, so wise Teach us, if only we could hear your silence This poem is Copyright © GlenDavid Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=156415