Moon PoeFR

7 months ago | [YT] | 1

Moon PoeFR

To anyone who seen my last video, I apologize for my disgraceful behavior if it made you uncomfortable.

9 months ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Ashes of the Maiden

By watering my father’s garden, something glowing in the fog fades in.
Left and right, I might see myself at war.
While cutting the crops, Saint Catherine, Michael, and Margaret whispered, God gave me a vision.
I heard cheers from my French folks while bloody tears of a soldier soaked the ground in England.
Silver and gold swallowed me whole with a shield and sword.
All in one whispered, “Drive away the English and steal the title for the dauphin.” 
I couldn’t ask for anything more, but to go to war for my people and core.

Three years later, their words haunted me.
“Do it”, my heart called out, “DO IT!”
It spun my mind over time, so shall I call what’s mine?
Yes, I should!
The waves have a mind, so I should try to take the throne.
For my French culture, they’re not alone, for I (in stone) go into the unknown zone.

May 14, 1428, I made my way to Vaucouleurs, to the office of le capitaine.
I asked them, “May I see the dauphin?”
Le capitaine m'a ri au nez “Ha-ha, you? Joan, you’re a woman, you can’t do anything! Why can’t you just go back to your father and bake something for him? C'est ce qu'ils peuvent faire.”
Something grew inside me, a lion beast roared in my body.
Those two rejets je regrette ce qu'ils ont dit.
Une aura bleu marine surrounded my range for Baudricourt to say, “Yes, you may, ma'am.”

Before I knew it, I was on the battlefield.
Just like what I’ve seen, but before acclamation.
I was a knight, a soldier, as in a knight and shining armor.
Instead of acting like a lady, I wore men’s clothing.
They suit me, so I laid it on me.
I was in a warm blanket while my sword showed no mercy.
No one believed God sent me here to save them, but either way, I was then taken to the dauphin Charles in Chinon. 

Before I met Charles, he was told of my visions.
Ear by ear, it seemed to be untrue.
So, before he declared himself a fool, he used his challenging tools to manipulate my fools.
By dressing as a courtier, he was no better than a chameleon.
Swapping bodies with his courtier?
HA, no biggy.
I went up to Charles with a smirk and whispered about his prayers.
Pairs of his staff fell, he thought it was hell lying to his face, but just to make sure, he examined me by an assembly of clergy for purity and orthodoxy. 
Their obstacles were like a walk in the park.
Laughing a l'intérieur, they hit me more until I passed.
I was presenting Charles’s solutions at Orlean.

The yearly melting clock dripped as France made up prophéties of the country's savior.
I filled the hole, I was the missing puzzle piece to catching them from hell’s fires.
I didn’t desire this, but I believe there’s a reason!
A noob, but acts like a chess expert.
No experience, but had success in less than a minute.
I have no limits, I have no visits, but I do have a ticket to thousands of medals!
Almost half of a drip from the melting clock dripped on the wet red floor, and the Siene of Orlean had already unsuccessfully lifted it.
It was the only one standing, take one cup and the tower tumbles while the other is granted an award.

As a walking and talking laudanum, my peacock feathers spread behind my back.
24/7, I’ll give society a taste of my food, supplies, and inspiring words like a virus.
Men tried to build walls for the war councils, but I made them fall!
My wide ears are here for anyone, even when I couldn't participate.
Yes, I can share my tactics only if I anticipated a “yes.”
Direct action is what I suggest against the English, but yet again, the crowd ignores me.

They may isolate my ideas, but that didn’t stop me from becoming a leader of the assault on the Anglais position!
I was a cook when it came to plans.
The next day, I took part in another, and it broke the siege further.
Arrows penetrated my chest, but that didn’t stop me from planting light bulbs into continuing to fight.
Nine little tears from the melting clock went “tick-tock” after I arrived at Orlean, the siege was free to fly!

In May 1429, new tactics were used, and defenders were open to more possibilities!
Ha, wonder who did that, huh?
But I have a feeling men took the credit.
Oh, well, I was sent by God, so I should fulfill what he commanded.

After Orlean, I began working on the campaign to complete my arrow for Charles’s throne in Rheims.
My rages of the past appeared left and right, with the guardian angels guarding the gates to heaven.
I gave them filed proof, but disagreed.
They think I’m a demon trying to find its way in, but couldn’t.
“We should march into enemy territory where it's protected by God’s grace.” They didn’t understand, I was chosen by Him, but chuckles filled the air.
The angels found it foolish, a waste of men, and naive.
Advice in a male’s business was avoided by me, but at least I convinced the commanders to become victorious!
It was glorious, with me on their side, our raiding flooded England as we marched toward Rhemis.
The Burgardians put their hands up as we spared their necks close, but not to kill.
Charles the 4th filled the throne, crowned king, while he called the cries of England clowns.

One drop later from the melting clock, everything flowed freely with no chains until a knife was ready to stab my back.
High spirits of society called out to me with glee until one says, “You’re not free.”
The prey was captured, used as a tool until they say, “I’m done with you.”
Told to stay, sold as a slave at ransom.
In English territory, phantoms flew in the sky waiting for me to die.
I’ve been pushed, pricked, pierced by the red eyed white boxed predators. 
I wish I could scream but something frozed me. 
A stake was there with a knight holding a flame. 
I guess I'm done, I did what I was told and now He wants to take me. 
My path is complete, I've explored enough. 
They tighten my rope against the stake for heresy, cross-dressing, refusal to tell the house of Christ, and stabbing God in the back for using “witchcraft”.
If He said I'm done, J'ai fini. 
The burning strains of wood cooked up in flames, I'm ready for you God, take me away! 
Fire sprung up, now I was burning in hell. 
Piece by piece, my body burned in agony.
For you all, I hope you're happy for what you've done to me. 

9 months ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Who the hell did this?!

9 months ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Breeze In The Wind

On the warm beach, summer is just right to be free!
Playing with a ball side to side between a net, this couldn’t be any better with friends!
Laughter, giggles, and screams of joy filled the air.
A pair of two can have more than a fool.
Groups upon groups can spin into two loops

We’ll see a seal going in hoops, but don’t get me tangled up with the whoops.
Couples in the sand danced around with glee while Gerald and Jared breezed around freely.
Gladly enough, Jared’s girlfriend followed his steps all around the sand because she wanted to be with him.
Jim tries to hit on Izzy, but Jared makes him flee.
When they’re together, ID + JR are better than birds of a feather.

The weather can be so nice, the trio can eat shrimp fried rice for dinner.
The spinner spins around and around; we don’t know if we’re gonna go up or down, but we all know it’s going to be a crown.
Our frowns have been washed away from the sea shore; sorrows say “Sianara, spinners!” so sea gulls swallow without chains.
The yellowness flows through us like a river, second place silver goes to blue.
Our feet go toe to toe in a circle, letting out all the foes in our heads

We put them to rest and let the best take control of us.
Dipping into parties, smarties, arties, the smiles absorbed us.
We’re drowning in the lightful sun, making our colors change.
Society sees strange, but that’s out of our range!

We took frames of us watching the fireworks in that night sky.
He and I lay shoulder to shoulder while Gerald adores our hearts in the atmosphere.
Near us, there’s an ocean, waving and wetting the beach’s end.
Its sound is our friend; it plays like a cupid as our midnight bonfire on the beach flame’s flicker like whispered desires, casting golden glows on tangled fingers while the sea hums a secret melody in the dark.
Our mark of three will always be a spark that barks, “Happiness is better together!”

Birds of a feather hold hands together, filled with pleasure.
The wind goes hard but soft for the two.
We treasure every moment as something new.
People pleasure people, but not without fun.

10 months ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Guys, for this and next week, I'm not gonna be posting for a while since I wanna socialize more with my friends, family, and partner (aka JR if you know him) to take a break from the Internet. Don't worry, I'll still be sharing my poems but not my videos.

10 months ago | [YT] | 1

Moon PoeFR

A Dance Beneath The Stars by Moon PoeFR

Mr. Rivera, oh, how many times can I say your name?
Share a toast with me, and I bet we’re the same!
We’ll share the same moonlight in the sky for our perfect
frame.
I’ll claim you “mine” tonight as I show you what’s inside my heart.

When you go through my gallery, you’ll see a smart man with brown curly hair, tanner skin, brown eyes, and anger so deep you’ll see he’s a leopard underneath his dove’s disguise.
If I stare into your eyes, I’ll probably get hypnotized.
I’m a victim, a victim of the cupid’s system.
I’m weak for a person like you; you’re so unique in your ways of making my legs shaky.
The flaky snow on your head, skin, and face is so ahead of your grace.

Just hold my hand, my dear, and I’ll give you the place you need.
A lead or seed, I’ll love you indeed.
Read me like a book, and I’ll cook you dinner.
Eat up, my love, and a dove will appear on my shoulder.
Dine right here; you’re the holder of my heart.

Instantly, part of me would wanna make you reap what you sow.
Side to side, I’d like to make you mine.

Me & you will be perfect together with a bird of a feather.
I’ll give you great weather and spring sunshine.
Not one sign of wildfire consumes your soul.
Echoes of my stolen heart come from your bank, so now it’s my turn.

Dancing desires dazzled glamorously and graciously through the pink glittery goe.
By sinking through and through, you’ll come down with me.
Drowning piece by piece while holding hands peacefully is all I need.
Let it be, Rivera, let it be as we sink into pink.

If you calm down, you’ll see hearts as we dance gloriously.
Salsa and everything; we’re gonna do it victoriously.
Under the moonlight, let me ask you tonight.
Will you go to the winter dance with me?

1 year ago (edited) | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Snowman’s Heart by Moon PoeFR

Snow, oh, Snow;
Don’t melt away, I’m here to free your pain.
Snow, oh, Snow;
I know there’s no way you could betray me, I’m here to free your pain.

Snow, oh, my little snow;
So pure and white, I bet you don’t want to fight with me.
So peaceful and pure, I’m sure you would love me.
We would be picture-perfect together with your purity of heart.
Yeah, I know I’m an artist.
So, why would you steal my Mona Lisa?
I guess that’s my heart you robbed earlier.

You made my white cat tall swirlier than ever.
Forever and ever, I’ll hold you close, my snowman.
Forever and ever, I’ll protect you from the sun, my snowman.
Forever and ever, I’ll adore and do anything for you, cute snowman.
I won’t let you melt except for your soft heart when I say “Ich mag du, mi amor~"

What a good snow you are, you protected me from fire.
I'm your good admirer, so I desire you very much.
Such a light touch you have with my soul, it would be my goal to have your whole heart to myself.

You, as yourself make me wanna put you on my shelf.
I wouldn’t let any elves touch your angelic wings.
Those things will pay if they do.

Because of you being there for me;
It is time for us to be free from our friend zones.
We will text from phone to phone while dancing in the moonlight.
So, under the Starlite night, will you be mine for tonight?

1 year ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

Flood The Silence by Moon PoeFR

This sack of tears is the weight of my past. 
Each scar is a drop added to my sack. 
I didn't ask to show, no, I wanna go to my hiding place. 
My tears are lacking out, I fill up my jar invisibility. 
Cases build up, waters rise to the ceiling. 
I'm about to drown, I don't have flexibility so somebody save me! 

This feeling of a rain cloud is dragging me down like a tentacle grabbing you by the leg.
I beg you, PLEASE LET ME GO! 
This flow is so heavy, many people let me die. 
I can't take it, I've been thrown into the pit. 
Somebody save me, I'm drowning. 

I've been counting down the seconds and no light came. 
It's been like this, always the same. 
The game is over, I lost. 
It crossed my mind to the point I'm behind a rock. 
Curled up in a ball, the sea falls out of my eyes. 
I wanted to block it out, but someone walked up to me. 
“What lies in visibility is publishing acts of tears”
I believe that, but myself fears me. 
“No need to be afraid, you can my shoulder”
“But would you think I'm a scaredy cat?”
“Not at all, I don't judge rain clouds”

My holders are gone. 
My happy mask is flat as anything. 
I feel like I can rain on crowds now.
On this day, I'll vibe with their way. 
Many things may have happened in my life, but at least I can show them my sack. 
They allowed me to show my sea, so I'll let go of my enemies. 
Sometimes I could put away my sack, but not in front of my friend. 
That's the time I can crack my mask. 
“The seventies was back then” mi amigo dice “Let it out”

They saved me when I was at the end of my cliff. 
They put my tears in a flask. 
There's no doubt in my mind, they're my savior. 
Even though I'm stiff at the top, inside me is like a balloon ready to pop.

Yeah, I get it, my behavior is out of whack, but look at my cask!
All it has is my liquid sorrows filled up to the top. 
I couldn't stop, my drops of emptiness carved their way down my face. 
My mind races with overwhelming thoughts like naughts going in loops. 
Groups of people tell me “Shut up, that sounds like a personal problem” 
But I can't help it, it's me. 

Others do that whenever I'm at the bottom, but my friend said “Let it all out”
“I don't judge rain clouds”
“You can my shoulder for your sorrows”
The wise words from a supportive bestie is all I need. 
Whenever I'm low, they get me high. 
Be heard, so you'll not be scared to share your tears.

1 year ago | [YT] | 0

Moon PoeFR

DUDE, I'M SO F*CKING PISSED OFF RN! All of my videos that I make are from CAPCUT!!!

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