My Moon….!
The moon was oft called to be mysterious;
Sometimes thought to be fearful.
I wonder, they were what, silly or serious?
For me, he is always cheerful.
I love to keep watching the Moon;
And feeling a kind of bliss.
On seeing the Moon, a kind of boon,
I feel like, heaven transmits.
Waxing or waning, I don't wanna care;
And neither the spots on the face.
Lunar effects, for scholars, I spare,
Just wanting his favor and grace.
I know, my moon is staying in the sky;
And has to be fair to all.
I wish he could bless, if I could fly,
Though it would never befall.
For him could I wish, to be happy and hale;
No eclipse could engulf his face,
Stay blessed forever and never be pale,
And shower elixir from the space….!
©Devanshu patel
11/28/2018
It is a beautiful poem on moon having haunting expression. I love the following lines very much. For him could I wish, to be happy and hale; No eclipse could engulf his face, Stay blessed forever and never be pale, And shower elixir from the space….! thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It took me a while, online, to find a definition of fearful which sounded right, assuming you meant people were sometimes afraid of the moon. causing or likely to cause people to be afraid; horrifying. ...Am i correct? :) i don't understand your use of spare. hmm? For 2 reasons i would drop the from the last line, ..but i understand. you obviously are 'in love with' the moon, or want us to think you are! Are you a werewolf? ? to MyPoemList bri (: