Lunatic Poem by Quaid-Uz- Zaman

Lunatic



While one does sleep,
the other awakes
and
dreams deliberately.
Half the clock is a day,
half the night;
perpetuality is the true essence,
joy and sorrow follow each other,
The Sun rises in the East and sets
the West.
The Moon has different faces
we wait for
a
FullMoon
-the brightest.

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