Soul Of My Soul Poem by Praveen Kumar in Celestial Glow

Full moon night with its buttermilk light
Set in the west arresting dreamy eyed rest;
Smiling creamy moon with tears in eyes
Bade farewell to the world it long traversed.

Million stars that shied away from the sky
By the splendent lustre of the smiling moon
Killed by the rush of the direct bright light
Cast by the sun in pursuit of the moon.

Moon treaded night sky like goddess in grace,
Like the gentle queen in royal accoutrement,
Graceful in her smile and splendent in night,
Shedding kind light far, near and for all.

All longed for her, for the dreams in her fold,
For the lissome indulgences she did inspire;
She loved her world, loved the spell she cast,
But couldn't stop tread, couldn't change tack.

She knew her post, where she would end,
How her lustrous halo dip to nothingness;
But conscious of path, conscience in throes,
Pursued what's must with self immolation.

She's lost for now, sun showed in pursuit,
Sleepy dreams melted and realities dawned;
Truth is always harsh, realities are thorny,
Day's light opened eyes, travails seized me.

In full moon night's fold, I was in dreams,
Totally lost to day's glaring petty travails;
But she knew her spell holds not for long,
And she had her path carved out to cover.

Smiling moon in tears did set in the west
With all the grandeur of lustre and dreams
Hiding horrid pains silently deep in soul
In self immolation to rouse me to the truth.

Full moon light, gone, aroused from dreams,
I wonder where has gone my smiling moon;
Wherever the moon is, I know, I am in her,
And she is in me as the soul of my soul.