Moon Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

The moon is like an Egyptian Queen,
Whose postures and gestures are so keen,
Beautiful like a virgin she is,
Whose sight the couples in love barely miss!

The moon is sweet and calm with her silvery light,
She is like the ornament of the sky during night,
She is a gift for the human race,
Even the flora and fauna lingers to see her face.

When the moon is about to depart,
In awful pain does remain each heart.