The Missing Lover


Within the hours the dark reigns over the light
In the era that heralds the twilight
Lives a beauty, the queen of the night
Who glows in unspeakable beauty, pleasing to every sight

The myth says at her arrival the entire sky spreads out like a sheet
The stars march out in a brilliant fleet
And that as she parades round every street
All the nocturnal creatures gather around to greet


So she comes every night from a far away land
In search of her lover, her missing husband
Holding her magical lamp in her hand
That light up her way in a way no one is yet to understand

Every night she searches and searches with no success
She becomes miserable like a besieged fortress
She wails and wails like a dethroned princess
Indeed, the power of love moves even the Mother Nature goddess

And just like the way the wind drifts away a balloon
She rides on the dawn and leaves too soon
Only for her husband to show up at noon
Also to look for his missing wife, the goddess Moon.

- Amberacious poems© (2013)

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