In a night sky plays the Moon
Hide and seek game behind the clouds
Sometimes he shows a part
of his golden face
But there are times
When he vanishes from the sky
leaving all in the dark
Does he remember me?
I was looking at him from a distance
Was I shy or the moon was?
As always there was a distance
But we were looking at each other
in a night sky when others were asleep
I am in my place turning sides
He behind the cloud in a secret passage
We kept the secret to each other
I ask for silver beams though he is at a distance
From behind the cloud screen he smiles
and throws at me a mysterious glance.
Bharati Nayak
13th November 2025
A wonderfully portrayed, and charmingly playful vignette of your interactions with the moon! I love how you describe him as walking in hidden passageways of cloud! This is great imagination fuel! Thank you so much for sharing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an amazing representation..... thanks for sharing....