The Desert Moon Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
The Desert Moon
The Moon in the desert
Is like a spot of vermilion on
A widow's forehead.
None to stare at it,
None to share with her
None to think of her
Pleasure or pain,
Loss or gain,
She is no one's possession
Any more.
The Moon in the desert Is like a spot of vermilion on A widow's forehead. None to stare at it, None to share with her None to think of her Pleasure or pain, Loss or gain, She is no one's possession Any more. Nice analogy. Thanks for the poem.10 ma
The Moon in the desert Is like a spot of vermilion on A widow's forehead. None to stare at it, None to share with her None to think of her Nicely written about a widow's deserted life. Beautiful imagery of a spot of vermilion on the widowed forehead. 10 marks for it. Thanks for sharing it.
None to share with her None to think of her Pleasure or pain, Loss or gain, She is no one's possession Any more. Nicely written about the shocking life of a widow. Beautiful comparison with the moon in the desert. Thanks for it.
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None to share with her None to think of her Pleasure or pain, Loss or gain, She is no one's possession Any more. A poem with a deep feeling. 10+++
Slowly grasp and climb Stick on my body Blend in with me And be a part of me