Viraj Bhanshaly

Rookie (England)

Early Moon - Poem by Viraj Bhanshaly

This poem is short,
As the moon rises fast,
But with it comes dreams,
That will, always last.

And as it shines,
The white brilliance down,
The Heavens are silent,
The Moon wears the crown.

And as it so rises,
At half past three, that's late!
This early moon,
Fills the dinner plate.

And as we so see,
That, sensational glint,
High up in the sky,
The Moon even gives, a slight golden tint.


Comments about Early Moon by Viraj Bhanshaly

  • Rookie Susan Bagley (11/30/2006 3:53:00 PM)

    I like this too Viraj! I especailly like 'The Moon wear the crown'.
    and that it fills the dinner plate! Excellent!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 30, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 30, 2010


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