My Moon Poem by menash mohan shrestha
My Moon
My moon always waxes and wanes like you.
And vanishes in the dawn leaving behind thetwinkling dew.
All day long I long for her company.
But in the middle of the night she calls to accompany.
In me there is doubt who is brightened in the day.
Since many a man, I know, desires for her blue ray.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
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4/25/2024 9:43:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very poetic, well written.