Crescent Foul!

( Folk story in a poem )

Like the arrow of love

Pierced in my heart

Opened to reveal 

The pandora shine 

And dangling charms of

The polished Sterling 

Silver heart 

The new moon 

Like a delicate

Round bladed knife

Has cut in two pieces

The mask of happiness

I kept on all my pains

Unveiled the hurts

And sorrow to the world

Of Artemis' heart

Comes on the silver chariot

Of new moon 

Found in the wilds

Glowing the Amazons.

An eternal virgin

After disloyalty of Orion

Became Diana!