John N Mate

Rookie (Tuibuong, Churachandpur district, Manipur, India)

The Moon - I - Poem by John N Mate

Alone thou mooch around/
As by sorrows hound./
While friends twinkle in glee/
Thine smile seems to flee/
In the open welkin./
Thou art weary lookin'/
Without any solace/
And with thy wan visage./
What torments thee, my lover? /
Why art thou in dolour? /
Tell me, what ails thee? /
For it hurts me/
To see thou in ache/
As at you e'er I gaze./
Wilt no one console her? /
This damsel that shone o'er/
Thine head in the wide/
Starry sky at night.//


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014


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