Moonlight Poem by Avrajit Bose

The monotony of existence leaves me dog-tired.
Evasion brings tranquillity in me, like
Running unrestrained on an unoccupied alley.
Within the fantasy reverie,
Consists of a small giant orb; of belle.
Wanna crave for it's cravings;
Of ameliorating my crater.

Haunting me, keeps telling me,
In my diurnal dreams, it sees me.
Flowers blooming, as it thinks of me,
Existence of its hallucinating me.
Touching me, staring at me,
Hugging me, smiling at me.

Is it You? The You I imagined.
Is this It? The It I imagined.
Is this really happening?
Or, again a game in mind is playing.
Finally, wake! Telling the voices in my head.

Got crumbling in the wide daylight.
Its never coming, knowing completely,
Still, wandering in the daylight, trying
To find the moonlight.