Glowing fullmoon high in the sky
The world looking her with a sigh
She couldn't stay for any time
Always have to act on as mime
She never makes a bit of sound
Day and night only spinning round
By day old sun at night old moon
Only pleasure only coloured boon
She is not free, law, always to obey
Forever no escape, day after day
Willing to visit some other place
New land, eternal king's palace
New speed, orbit new sun-moon
New day-night, new morning noon.
Wish to have a new companion
New pleasure of life novelty of tune.
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very interesting perspective which normally no one thinks. you are very creative....... thank you very much dear poet.