You lie over heaps of sand,
hands within cheeks,
plunging into black wardrobe,
blinking eyes looking here and there,
crows sitting in twins in tree barks,
stray dogs barking aloud,
beetles making chirping sounds,
I stare above,
Oh! What a spectacle!
I wonder where you are!
When did you change your place?
When did you change your wardrobe?
here to heaven,
black to silver,
You appear so beautiful,
You are the queen of celestial system,
stars standing in clusters,
weaving web and shielding
lightning attacks and thunder bolts,
clouds feeling your gentle touch,
playing game of hide and seek,
hurrying here and there,
in total despair,
looking to leave
before the king arrives in early morn’
I look down,
I wonder where you are now!
When did you change your place?
When did you change your wardrobe?
heaven to here,
silver to black,
still you appear beautiful,
lying over heaps of sand,
hands within cheeks,
blinking eyes looking here and there…..
*A girl being compared to the moon!