Human Nature



 Seasons turn crimson
 Skies smell of rust, yet
The moon ignites passion.

Still.

by ninotaziz

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21 comments:

  1. Ninot Ma'am
    Beautiful rendition! The moon all for it!

    Hank

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  2. ha. the moon always inspires passion,
    even when the world takes things to rust...

    hiya ninot
    smiles

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  3. "Still." How cool. Succinct and says a lot. Happy Sunday, my friend!

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  4. Feels a bit desperate to me, with crimson skies smelling of rust, if rust represents decay. But then again, it can simply be a warm colour and it is encouraging that the 'moon ignites passion still.'

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    1. It is a sign of desperation, Stafford. As our world crumbles around us, we pretend under the covers of moonlight that all is fine

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  5. I like the contrast between the decay of rust and the passion still ignited by the moon. Lovely, Ninot :)

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  6. Rust by Moonlight....could make for a nice concerto! Very much enjoyed your verse!

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  7. is it the haze or a certain airplane mystery that inspired these verses? :(

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  8. Love it all.

    The moon ignites passion. Still.

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  9. The moon should always ignite passion. I love this and the last word 'still' is the perfect ending.

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  10. Skies smell of rust, that is a beautiful image.

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