Chandamama Poem by Dr Bedadyuti Sahoo

I saw through my window, she is calling me
I starred at her to be confirmed
Again using my spectacle to be more confirmed!
Is she calling me?
I was also little wondered, because
She is in no way related to me
Still, I wanted to respond her
But she laughed at me
I felt ashamed and could not understand
Why didn't she accept my respond?
My intuition alerted me
May be her mother would have prompted
To call Jahnamaamu (moon)
Sighted in the sky

Copyright @ Dr. Bedadyuti Sahoo (Dt:14th March,2020)