Smiling Moon Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

Through the dark leaves
The smiling moon peeps
And the tall tree wants a kiss.

And the cheek becomes red
Moving cloud hides her head
And her beauty will never fade.

The full beauty silently shines
Amidst the earthly black mines
And someone to note few lines.

She moves from down to up
The tensed tree wants a lap
And there remains distant-gap.

Lovely moon's occasional peeps
Proves a tormented tree's lost lips.