After a long time
I have taken my diary
To compose some verses
By sitting on the couch
In my balcony at full moon night.
My thoughts seem to be paralysed
And my poetic mind like a physician
Tries to cure them in stead of writing verses.
The moon is walking but staring at me
And the romantic night is laughing at me silently.
It seems to be impossible
To compose the lovely verses
In the romantic light.
The happy conversation between us
Will not go on tonight.
My dreams are silent
Not to play with the moonlight.
Really I wonder, watching a moonlight with a sweet breeze, Sitting in balcony, wow it is a sweet dream. Nice poem, Nice to read, Nice to dream,
Wow what an amazing poem, inspired by the moon. This is beautiful. A moon has got this amazing magic to inspire a large number of poets, including me. Please do read mine about moon also, it is titled as, The moon tale Thank you for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A live poem, my dear poet. let us play with the words in real life. good write.