Dhiren Doley

Veteran Poet - 1,614 Points [Dhiren] (Assam, India)

The Moon With A Pain

In a summer, it was in a morning
The Moon slipped and got a pain
When she happen to walk along her way
To see her fate
Bestowed in the mountain
How she became a guest of mine
Forgot I, can’t be told by the time
In her secluded rest, I was told
She has a pain months and years old

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