neelabha mahajan


The Night - Poem by neelabha mahajan

I wake up one night
It was a pleasant sight
The moonlight was bright
Standing on a height
I hold myself tight
and stand polite.
In the midnight
I start to write
about the moonlight
I saw light
near my home sight
An Angel in a dress that was off-white
take me to moon in a flight
that was made of a string of a kite
was blue, purple and white
We unite
I step on it in a fright
but it was as hard as graphite
The moon was coming close to my eyesight
I reach the moon and stood quite
He kissed me on my head's right
To say the me the most beautiful GOODNIGHT******************

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Comments about The Night by neelabha mahajan

  • Rookie - 12 Points premji premji (12/23/2008 3:05:00 AM)

    dear neel,
    beautiful rhyming...
    loved it... well penned
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 17, 2008



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