Moon Desert

Joined February 2021

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UK-based

BA in Cultural Studies

Crime Fiction: Love

Poetry: Friend

Psychology: Salvation

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elixir of happiness
like finding a pot filled with gold at the end of sky drowned in rainbow
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
Movie Review: The Outrun
One chilly autumn afternoon, after much internal deliberation, I finally indulged in watching a movie that I had eagerly expected for the past month. I found myself seated in the tiny Room 4 of the Broadway cinema in Nottingham, surrounded by fellow moviegoers holding red wine glasses and various other beverages, cleverly stashed in the small gaps between the spacious chairs. Exceptional films from the UK never disappoint and this time was no different.
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Geeks
post-storm
lightning crackles hard, locked in the eye of the storm, leaving past behind
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
my brain’s variegated ribbons
dark corridors dance, flashed with colours at once, burst, sky’s lighted up room
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
heavenly distance
far away, I’m not there; here are just residues of my former self
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
perfect fit between the clouds
master of the air , dived deep into the rose sea, retreat is amiss
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
bed-sky
the brightest peak point, “star-ridden bed for my bones,” he said, lied down, sore
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
under the starry sky
fear and hate ride high, time stretched on vast sky canvas; painting worth the view
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
sky at dusk
sadness encroaching above me, airtight tears drop, blue-dripping wet paint
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
in my own wild blue yonder
dreams wanned, sun stolen, empty sky filled with regret, no one would cry out
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
retrospect
two lines in the sky, my head split into red halves, dissonance of time
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets
anger/at the crossroads
never knew the road would take me there at cracked dawn; signs dissipate fast
By Moon Desertabout a year ago in Poets