Treasure Island

Archana Prabahar


Smiling Moon


I wandered lonely as the cloud
That floats in the sky, as usual
There found something amazing
Is that the smiling moon
To my wonder, it is the smiling moon
Smiling with two brightest stars
In the dark sky like an angel
Showering the hope through smile
Along with Venus and Jupiter
Slowly smiles my lips with joy.
With dreams of the smile
Walked in the evening, the next day
To see the smiling fairy and found
The heavens from above smiling upon us.
Smile, smile, smile like a smiling moon to
Shower joy to the self and to the world.

Submitted: Friday, December 19, 2008
Edited: Friday, December 19, 2008

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  • Sabrina Jubahar (1/2/2009 6:06:00 AM)

    Lovely writing.. I've always fancied the moon, and with your writing now, i fancy it even more! (Report) Reply

  • Kee Thampi (12/28/2008 11:37:00 PM)

    Wandering through the winds to you Hallow....
    With dreams of the smile
    Walked in the evening, the next day
    To see the smiling fairy and found
    The heavens from above smiling upon us.
    Smile, smile, smile like a smiling moon to
    Shower joy to the self and to the world. (Report) Reply

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