In the cold night sky, sat the moon
Elegant though modest
Among the glittering stars dotting on him,
Like a pearl exuding careless grandeur
Lying on a purple silk blanket...
Witnessing the leaf-rustling breeze
Imparting life to the dead night...
The lake singing the rippling melody
With its silvery waters
Accompanied by the soft orchestra
Of the breeze swept reeds...
There in the middle of all this was she
Yet so far away...
Swimming the warm waters of her memory pond
Savoring every stroke, reliving every moment
Etched deep in her heart...
Feeling the cold breeze gently ruffling
Her soft hairs away from her face
Yet not-so-feeling it all
Silent tears sliding down her moist cheeks
Like dew rolling down a grass-blade
The immortal memories tasting bitter-sweet
Teasing in the lone darkness
Yet not alluding company all along the journey...
the moon sat Like a pearl exuding careless grandeur The lake singing the rippling melody Silent tears sliding down her moist cheeks. Beautiful poetic descriptions of nature. It is really fine and beautiful conveying a sense of beauty. Thank you dear poetess. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful imagery of night time and solitude.
:) It comes with my love towards the moon and the night, Nidhi.. It is so subtly majestic.