O Blue Moon! converse with me
that causes my heart brighten
Talk something just to talk
that makes my anguish lighten.
I pass my nights lonesome
speak about the angel’s haven.
Do you fear from people eyes?
during the day, why don’t glisten?
Tell me the tale of your town
where do you dwell hidden.
Spread moonlit on my pillow
let the dreams of night sweeten.
Whenever the clouds conceal you
Moon! I feel totally dishearten.
O Blue Moon! converse with me …
S. D. Tiwari
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem