Moonlight1 Poem by Shraman bajracharya

IN the darkened alley street, i walked with lights
When i raised my head above to see the moon upright
I was in dilemma, Is it moon or your bright sight?
Then my sluggished pace begun to weave the thoughts
Do i when entered in my four corner of walls
Your sweet voices started to dance in my veins so tight
My love, though it's not enough to write in your blossom eyes
Speak the few words of warmness in this romantic mid night.