Treasure Island

Neela Nath


In Fullmoon...


In full moon night,
the moon walked
with me with his light.
There was cool breeze,
his light touched
the heads of trees--
and the green darkness,
spread its sheet
over the leas' face.
The moon sat under
a leafy tree....
looking at me with wonder
He told how he does fade,
and the dust, smoke, fog,
cover him with shade!
He wept, and I heard,
until, he slept and woke
listening to the call of bird!

Submitted: Thursday, September 27, 2012

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  • Payal Parande (9/27/2012 12:24:00 PM)

    incredible mam splendid just like listening to a pure and beautiful melody i became bewitched by your poem...and thank you for giving me that feeling thank you for sharing
    love
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