Saeed Jan

The Moon

In the dark night, from my chamber,
Through a broken window,
I look at the moon in the sky,
Seeming to be, as if calling me,
We are the same, she is alone there,
Amidst millions of stars,
and me on earth, But a paradox it is,
That we are not meant to meet,
Yet, I have the power of fancy,

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