Peeping through my window.
O you playful, ludic moon!
Tomorrow I've to wake early.
I cannot play, leave soon.
Go away! carefree moon.
Put off your assuasive light.
Tomorrow I've to wake early.
I've a meeting with sun bright.
I don't want to close window
I don't want to be rude.
Tomorrow I've to wake early.
I am not in playful mood.
Hide behind dark clouds;
Or behind mountains steep.
Tomorrow I've to wake early.
I cannot play, let me sleep.
I call moon- A highway man or a pendant of the heaven nice poem you have composed Asad thank you
Moon is a temptress! As long as she is smiling her seductive smile at us, we won't be able to sleep! Closing the window will be too rude! Great imagination! Enjoyed much!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Playful moon rich in emotion and passion well done Asad