Treasure Island

veeraiyah subbulakshmi


A Moon And The Stars


When you wink at me,
With your eyes planted on me,
Thousands of blooms grow,
In me, my beautiful face glow,
In the sky every two fortnight,
When the dwellers of the earth,
Need the comfortable warmth,
To speak to their hearts,
They look at me with envy,
Beauty of mine never diminishes,
Nor polluted as the aging earth mother,
Spin of mine makes your hearts to blabber,
Shunning of my seduction in the presence of sun brother,
Don’t look at me, constellation,
You too would be beyond consolation.

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013
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  • Mark Dillon (7/25/2013 5:00:00 AM)

    Many times I've looked up at the night skies asking questions and wondering were the answers available, as if they would mysteriously plant themselves in my brain. A wonderful present from a mysterious hidden all-knowing force just waiting to be asked.How many before and after me would repeat the mantra. I enjoyed this, t.v m (Report) Reply

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