Of Moon And Clouds Poem by Abdul Hakeem Parannur

The cool zephyr from the Arabian Sea
Was kissing the dewy leaves of trees;
The stars were shining and blinking at me
Through the pores of foliated trees.

The moon enthroned in the region of height
And cast her silver rays to the green earth;
The cold breeze caressed me with hands so light,
And told a tale and flew away in mirth.

Soon the moon hid beneath the floating clouds,
And began to play the game of hide-and-seek,
I love to wonder at the gray clouds
Who hide the face of moon so bright and meek.

Oh! Moon, you're the shining gem of the sky,
Your rays draw shades of bowers on sand;
You slowly move through paths of sky so high
And turns earth in green a fantastic land.

Like a girl you often looks at sea
To see the mirrored figure of thine;
Let me gaze at you to absorb thee,
For always you're a gentle form so fine.

The breeze so cool from the Arabian sea
Was kissing the dewy leaves of trees;
The frozen crystals falling down to me
Like pearls showering from heavenly trays.

You're the only busy friend of mine
Who ever be a wonder casting shine,
Farewell to you, for you've to pale thy light
To come and meet me the next day's night.