Oh Full Moon Poem by J T Jayasingh

Oh Full Moon

The feeble cry of duties
Like a thorn in the flesh
Disturbs somewhere deep,
Deep in my heart.
Crowded plans and odd ambitions,
Meets, visits, and dry laughs
Pull me back, back to life.
Oh full moon
Even some moments I can’t spare
Like in the past
To drench in your cool light,
To stare at your fare face,
To swim in the dancing shadows,
To dream her,
My moon girl
Who would be like you
Calm and cool;
Like you enriched with
Colourful mysteries and fancies.
What is life after all
Sans ever striving after her
Virgin heart to open;
Ever chasing her fragrant presence
To immerse in spiritual bliss?
Oh full moon
No longer rise in the dark sky
I’m too wise to watch you!

- J. T. Jayasingh