Moonlight Mayhem!

Artists and poets, since time immemorial,

have glorified the beauty of the night sky;

But I see right through its disguise, breathtaking as it maybe;

I see the mischief in the moonlight,

delinquency in stardust;

All eager to do the bidding of their crescent crown;

As they invade our minds, sometimes late at night,

then drape a heavy veil over our inner eye,

Swirling a mild emotional turbulence,

into a self-destructive cyclone,

So we see life as more complicated than it really is.

And the moon gets a perverse thrill,

As we toss and turn and struggle,

to enter the magical land of dreams,

for the respite we so badly need,

after the long day is done,

to heal and grow as we should.

Because you see, the moon loves our company,

jealous as it is of our reverence to the sun;

So while it’s still the surrogate king,

it stops us from leaving it’s fiefdom;

Causing us to fidget and fret,

and have painful one-sided conversations,

with the world in our head;

Building our anger and growing our despair,

Using our own imagination as weapon against us.

Until so forlorn are we under the weight of our world,

we give up completely on sleep;

And suffering from Stockholm syndrome,

fall in love with the deceptively soothing beauty,

of a moon gone rogue;

Singing ballads in its praise,

staring longingly at it for help;

Desperate to wish upon an elusive shooting star,

To usher us out of this unbearable world,

if only for a few glorious hours.

Fortunately, morning eventually dawns,

and the rays of the real gilded emperor,

like spear-yielding soldiers,

drive the devious moonlight away;

Which is when we clearly see that things were never that bad;

We’ve been sabotaged all night,

robbed of hours of precious rest,

and rendered useless to the day;

All by the trickery of a moon, drunk on power.

So night after beautiful night,

When many of us, feel subservient and enslaved,

to the antics and the whims,

of the Earth’s silvered surrogate king…

It maybe wise to remember,

It’s not our ‘larger-than-life’ troubles keeping us awake,

But an impish moon who just happens, to love our company!

-Nitya Alwani Satyani

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