Riddle Poems
Riddle Poems
Riddle (Moon)
I'm a natural ascent
Nature's ornament
One mystery that's under-stood
A timeless treasure
Devoted to love
Mover of madmen
Poets and oceans
I smile, but do not die.
So hold my head upon your palm
Touch my face, I shall not cry
From waterless and tranquil sea
A lonely lighthouse
Stand by me.
What am I?