Love Lorn Moon Poem by C. P. Sharma

(Chain Haiku)

The bright misty moon
Tipsy in beloved's love
On brink of blue funk

After full glory
The swooning moonlit recedes
Waning in its gloom

Hiding its black spots
Limping loses lusty sheen
In its fifteen slots

The doting earth learns
Of her lover's deep remorse
Towards him, she turns

Cherubic lover
When in crescent moon appears
The earth wipes its tears

Moonlit burgeons
With her glance, he smiles and glows
Sorrow mops and mows

Love knows no distance
It has enormous wavelength
Know its tensile strength