Vikram G. Aarella
The Moon Is Lost - Poem by Vikram G. Aarella
The moon is looking lost
In the vastness of the sky
I wonder, if I can get sleep?
Watching this splendour so high
Cool breeze is blowing and swaying
Like it is drunk on this night
Unaware of the drama
Unfolding out of its sight.
The stars started moving
As if to guide the moon
Helping their lost cousin
In reaching its destination soon.
In the night like this
If you were with me
I would have bared my heart
For you to explore and see.
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