The light to go
I wished the light to go off never again
I had worried a lot as it was concern main
I was afraid of dark shadows in the night
The dark cloths were sending me in fear with no sight
The moon was slowing coming up in full size
It gave elegant look and beauty in aspect wise
There was not a little area where I could readily point out
Any thing with adverse feeling and talk about
We ran through open fields
The silver lines were appreciated and widely held
We were two in whole area to enjoy
She was in my arms with complete joy
She was carelessly hanging around
Her head was down on solder and inadvertently found
She was in complete agreement without a voice
I could see silence in zone without any noise
The leaves on trees made mo move
They were silently viewing it to approve
She was wise enough not to think about surroundings
It was natural move and secretly sounding
We were only two and none else was
In complete mood without feeling tense
Eyes were wide open to look at sky
Coming up with no surprise and naturally why?
I felt warmth in every move with coolness
Not to realize it would have been complete foolishness
Stars fell half way in sky at regular interval
It was as if brightening path at our arrival
We both knew it was an end of the winter
The summer was about to set in to completely alter
We may need to part as soon as it was over
The winter was nice refuge and provided fine cover
I heard her uninterrupted voice
It was her earnest wish and choice
To make the moon as witness and take pledge
To remain as one always and without any wedge
She was laid on grass and had no worry
I too was in complete harmony with no hurry
It was her redeeming night with readiness to make promises
Say per word to hear it without any single misses
I was not against her at all and endorsed
Nothing unusual to be done or forced
It was her kingdom today to be made open
With no restrictions and permission to reopen
Down the path moved river very silently
It was in total conformity which almost looked apparently
The water was making no sound to arouse any curiosity
It was the bless sing from nature and almighty
I took her hand and reminded her of cool night
Everything was moving as per her wish and was right
She seemed the natural reflection of original moon
As the flowers had not slept yet even though had full blossom
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As an artist
As an artist, I have developed some liking
Think about natural objects and surroundings
It is gift from nature with divine feelings
Anybody would exclaim and start praising
Right from the early breeze to down of the day
It is Almighty’s world seen exclusively from different way
There is so much mystery around all the objects
It is quite natural to arouse interest with subjects
The sweet melody is heard in the morning
It has become almost casual with warning
One has to rise early in order to witness nature
This is right occasion to observe in proper manner
The wind blow slowly with cool breeze
One may feel fresh but will not freeze
The feet may experience dews presence
No noise or pollution and complete peace hence
Slowly darkness escapes from the clutch
The bright ray has to descend with light to switch on
Only red shine in the extreme end of sky
As if the earth is awaiting and feel very shy
The advent of light completely change the scene
Everybody is gearing up and activity is clearly seen
It has brought new message of challenge
Everybody may try to solve it with different range
I have noticed from morning to evening
A complete change from time to time with swing
The mood change on each and every moment
You have golden opportunity to observe the movement
I see the rays coming out from dark clouds
They silently move without making any sound
It is not their finest hour to go around
They may move in isolation and sometimes not even found
I compare it with autumn in life
Life may not be easy but torn with strife
I choose the color and try to depict
The nature is very kind and not that strict
It may sweep away many lives
The old people may depart as dry leaves
The new born may make it sweet with their cry
The atmosphere may be filled with enough of joy
I take less interest in autumn
I long for peace and solomony affirm
I stick to nature law and confirm
Complete allegiance with it and remain infirm
I wait for spring to come with message
A union in offing with very good passage
My brush move with different colors
To form beautiful rainbow indoors
I may not be able to supplement natural spirit
It will deem as if lantern is dimly lit
The sun may blind our eyes to look beyond
The artist may paint it by looking refection in pond
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Seven Deadly Sins: Envy
The sun gazed in silence upon the silver moon,
Jealous and angry that the moon shone every night.
In silent envy, she impatiently waits
For the moon to move, and for it to be her turn to emerge.
But eventually,
She ran out of patience.
She demanded of the moon
That she be allowed to come-out.
But the wise moon refused.
“All things must run its course.
If the moon was to be thrown from the sky,
What would become of night? ”
“I would rule the night! ” Declared the sun,
In all her foolishness.
“Then the night and the day would be one.
Then, the world would certainly be a better place! ”
And the moon shook its head in pity
At the sun, so jealous of what the moon had.
“You don’t seem to realize, ” said the moon with a tearful sigh,
“That I am just a reflection of you.”
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Dina-my limited world
I have my own limited world
I live with happiness in small fold
“Dina” is no longer any stranger
She has taken away all my anger
She will bring bundle of love
In form of flower and simply observe
She speaks no word but shy away
I see in her real reflection and way
I really have no idea how to go along
I fear I may go sometimes wrong
I murmur in night with only one name
Dina where are and how you came?
Dina is on wall and clouds carry her impression
I watch it with intense obsession
She has made me to sink
I watch sky without any wink
She took me to a lake side
The water was calm and area looked very wide
I dreamed of carrying her in moon light
Even though she was seated by my right
She is no more making any move
How to go close to her and prove
That I meant to her so many things
She has to catch me for something
She opened mouth to say she is ordinary
Hail from noble family but has lots of worry
She may throw complete weight behind
I was something very dear and precious find
She is nice and comfortable with me
I too remain close and feel very free
She is clever but not that blind
I want her to be caring and very kind
She promises me to be in constant touch
I feel pulse of honesty as such
She is great with full of enthusiasm
I feel she is complete incarnation of humanism
She is not the divine figure
Yet full of energy and very sure
She is brilliant and gifted with intelligence
I can’t remain away without her presence
She is thousands of miles away
Yet she has made permanent home to stay
Blood run in vanes and reach the kind heart
Come back with same zeal and have fresh start
I know she will respond and never desert
She has never intended to insult or hurt
I may err to pick her style but I am very fond
t has totally paralyzed me to think and respond
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In romantic mood
Poetess is very happy today and in romantic mood
For her love is the only passion and food
She has Chris on hand to go with
Full with deep love and armed with teeth
What moon, earth or for that matter anything
She has needed none or expects something
Since weeks she had prepared beautiful ground
Now naturally she will be drunk and found
All her eagerness may come to an end
In Chris she has found an ally and friend
What else she has needed to enjoy?
No stars, no sky and no moon to joy
Let her explain what happened on that day
How did she enjoyed it till long night stay
What did he get in return for complete surrender?
Who was winner in race? Female or male gender
Let it remain there as their private domain
They might have talked about loneliness and pain
We may hear the version form poetess's encounter
let her take complete world by storm and enter
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A moon and stars
Oh, little little shining stars
you all stay very far
The sky get lit up with silver rays
we enjoy dark night with nothing to pay
What a lovely scene to be enjoyed by an eye
all narrow thoughts disappear but want to fly
there is now question of 'ifs', 'buts' and 'why'
you twinkle all the times as if feeling very shy
Galaxy with starts function as family
widely spread but as an single entity
beautiful place created by an almighty
hang in balance in a place called very empty
No wind observed with little life on surface
still there is invasion on sanctity with mad race
what a beautiful reflection when struck by light
never seen such glow in deadly night
An open object with beautiful imagination
poets and writers raise many questions
how you look so beautiful yet with black patches
very far from land but eyes to catch
Who has read real reflections?
how can it be termed as dead action?
millions watch over with silent reaction
eyes do not close even for fraction
There may not be single life to be seen
yet beautifully depicted with lively scene
lots of praise and admiration from laymen
only lover's heart can feel pulse in human
You have remained there for centuries
with so many questions and queries
you were never a source of worry
many hearts have wept by expressing sorry
Hand in hand to last forever
many doubts in mind however
yet very cool and pleasant feeling
submission to come very late but almost willing
O moon, o stars, you are close to chest
hearts beat fast when yo move to west
you remain there with never ending show
the sky should illuminate with fine glow
Not a single ray can cause harm
cool in nature yet creation of charm
pulses beat in isolation and feel very warm
birds may soon go up to reach and swarm
Where is fear of feeling lonely?
the nature has manged it solely
they hang in balance but does not loose the height
we crumble on ground with our own weight
We are beautifully gifted with insight
though there may be sweet memory to fight
it may make us sad when see the emergence of moon
all sadness to disappear immediately or very soon
Though mild object with limited role
it has ever fascinated and stole
our mind and heart at regular interval
it has been great moment to watch your arrival
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A difficult separation
First time in life I came to know what is separation
I had read enough about it in books with simple narration
I took it lightly with single meaning of staying away
Only for few days or months to be free from her sway
Many husbands may be wanting complete freedom form her yoke
They may enter into cheap comments about her and cut rude jokes
They may feel her association with them as real curse
They simply forget that she is the only person who can heal or nurse
In reality it is altogether different from what we think or profess
In private they may come out with all difficulties and openly confess
The whole home turns into shambles and things get scattered
On her arrival she may find it altogether in new form and altered
The feeling for complete freedom form her becomes complete illusions
Things go completely out of hand to make it as mere compulsion
It is altogether a show of desperado wanting to enjoy in absence
Wife was always providing all comforts in her presence
Well I could find so much difference when she was not here
I had all the options to go and make marry making anywhere
At the same time it occurred to the mind that it may be totally unfair
Why to create ugly scene in her absence and later on split the hair
I felt some thing was snatched away to make me feel lonely
I preferred to stay at home and feel everything homely
It was her presence that made surrounding lively
Nobody can take her place even if it is done nicely
Opening of the day and bright sun had nothing special to offer
Many times I used quarrel with her and on most of the points differed
She may come smilingly at me and make the thing so smooth
She knew the essence of relation and realized the truth
I could feel her absence in every corner
It looked as if it had no owner
Garden too started turning into desolations
This truth was emerging in isolation
I still hear her sweet voice in kitchen
Honey bees come and make sound in garden
Cool breeze too spread fragrance with open sky
I continuously wonder and ask the questions, why?
I was dreaming in day light when heard some sweet voice
She was getting down with some kids making heavy noise
I didn’t believe my eyes as to what made her come back soon?
Why had she made p her min d to reach here in hot afternoon?
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A nice vibration
I find completely mesmerized by the nature
Some nice feelings inside which quietly assure
The importance of its closeness and alignment
The nice atmosphere to feel part with nice moments
The day may have very good start
When you have attachment in heart
It has feeling for others and some vibration
Nature too bless it with harmony in relation
Something you breath in and leave it slowly
The freshness stay for while exhale freely
The complete recycle of energy in fresh blood
Until something rushes in form of flood
Something emerges in for of nice feeling
You are out for someone and willing
There is bloosom and full greenery
Nature is open for all with good scenery
You are opening up and thrive
Take some initiatives and revive
It is bid for beautiful life to live
Something l like love and affection to believe
You miss someone who is now so dear
You concentrate on something to hear
Your arms remain unfolded to invite
The passion and urge ready to ignite
It is not easy to hide and seek
It takes hours, days and weeks
You have something special to seek
The chances to success are always bleak
It is natural flow to attract anyone
You are one to offer it to someone
It may be there but needs some revelation
There may then be move to strengthen the relation
It is God gift and generally recommended
No one has right to feel offended
It may come to you in natural course
We are here to feel the pulse of course
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A light of the day
I was weak and feeble to conceal
The feeling was intense and real
I could make it move with deal
It needed final approval and seal
It did not find the light of the day
It lighted but without powerful ray
Light could be seen but unable to find the way
Whom to hear? Whom to confide and to whom to say?
I felt for her and longed for closeness
She represented beauty and kindness
The moon reflected on her face
She was not at all in any race
What was she doing to world?
Silver rays with warmth and cold
Everybody wanted to go to her fold
‘Impossible to reach” as I was told
You are with your separate world
You rule there with complete hold
Surrounded by dimply light stars
No one wants to be near but stay very far
I fear for dreaming such unreality
I am sure for not showing any reality
It is still a golden desire
As I stand for it and admire
Can you hold firmly my hand?
Show it to all as our firm stand?
It makes me restless for complete night
How to show it to world that my stand is right?
I am not for shining moon?
I feel happy when see in the noon
Completely devoid of light and shine
Still it looks divine and fine
I am unable to control my thoughts
So many explorations are thought and sought
It does not come to any conclusion
At any cost I want her inclusion
Will her light burn me?
Will it make me feel so free?
This questions hound me for day and night
I have no will power to stay and fight
She has her own world and axis
She can search within and fix
How can she stretch so far and embrace?
She can’t be mine in any case
It is question of real and unreal
There may not be any upheaval
It is asking for unrealistic dream
It is like arresting the powerful beam
To love is not an unreal thing
As it has borne out of something
It was quest for searching the companion
It may end up with nice union
You may stay where ever you are
Though you may be away and very far
What love has to do with any distance?
When any one can have or draw the inference
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Experimentation
do not pick the words
let the word pick you
do not think let thinking
think for you
do not move
let the movement move in you
do not even think of the logic
in metaphors
there is no logic in them
they are the geese coming one spring
lots of noise moving in one direction
landing in your backyard
staring at the window looking for you
you see the world has a life of its own
do not ever think do not ever signify
the world moves, twirls, spins, collides
in you and you are shocked surprise at this
kind of phenomenon
the world hands you what you have been dreaming
you are its only child
and she introduces herself as your only mother
her grass is your cradle
her trees your friends her rocks your company
her clouds your travel and transition
her sun her moon her stars
they are all yours now
resting in the lines of your palms
be glad then
now you are so complete.
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Full dimension
The sun has regained full dimension
But has lost its power and transmission
It is on decline even though full in size
"It may be nice to feel in evening" spoke wise man
Whole of universe now be taken by surprise
The night may take over the charge and devise
Whole schedule of day and spread blanket rule
Such is heavenly bless for her to spread the lull
No one ventures freely except an owl
The hunt is on for rats to come out crawl
Death is one step away but joy for night bird
The day was slept nicely but now to pounce upon and look forward
All insects sing and make their presence known
No one can distinguish from others as of their own
It is really frightening scene and completely swayed
Human beings sleep nicely inside home and soundly stayed
Who remains awake in dark night?
Only man with broken heart fights
Thinks slight different from others
Sing in desperation and bother
Moon may not come out today
As her turn is few more days away
Night would have been different with her sway
But now little stars only can help and stay
Every thing is important here
Some one enjoys and some one constantly fear
Life is meant to be dull and light
We may differ from view point slight
Let that cycle work uninterrupted
The thoughts are to be well incepted
Day and night both are valuable and inspiring
Whole world knows about it and admiring
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Natural Phenomena
The sea waves rises so high
With only aim to give high hope to fly
Even with so much helplessness and clipped wings
When birds watch intensely and sing
It is natural phenomena
Otherwise there won't have been fountain and flora
It is natural gift and no conspiracy
Nature has allowed you to enjoy with privacy
Why do rain come in time and dropp the shower?
Why earth is so eager to find an answer?
Why does she wait for it to fall gently?
So she can enjoy it with joy and silently
What does she conceive in gentle knock?
Complete attack is contained without any shock
Fertile seeds are given new lease of life to emerge
Come out in open with green color and surge
Nature allows you to mix and avail
Don’t curb your wish or curtail
It is natural to feel somebody’s company
This might have been felt by so many
Let us raise no doubt about nature’s ability
Let us find out the object with beauty
It will never disappoint us and show the way
Nature may pull you towards and not throw you away
It is like gravitational pull
It may attract you completely and full
It has its own rules to attract
This itself is real beauty in fact
Some of he changes we may not like
Its simple features may not strike
Yet it has all round show to prove
You may find its presence when move
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Animal cruelty
We are hell bent on committing animal cruelty
Thousands of unknown diseases emanate from poultry
They are culled in thousands under the pretext of containment
Have they just been remained as tools for entertainment?
Hundreds of slaughter houses are coming on day by day
Possibly we have no other option for extinction in any way
We are cutting our own roots to land in difficult situation
We may no alternative but go in for its continuation
Useful cattle parish in broad day light
They have lost the sympathy and rights
They are picked up and sent to slaughter houses
We watch it silently and no compassion arouse
Is there no enough food to last us long?
Do we have policies that are very wrong?
Cattle who have no further use may not outlive
What is the use of destroying precious lives?
They have served mankind well through out the centuries
They have saved them from great miseries
Nature too has provided enough to live on without their flesh
Why not to make right move and start from the fresh
They may last in few more years
We have profound interest and worst fears
We can’t allow them to disappear with pleasing eye
It is quite natural to raise the question and ask why?
No on has satisfactory answer or perfect solution
They are adding new dimension with enough ammunition
The population rise is thing of main concern
It may land us in major problem in turn
The natural source can’t be allowed to be used disproportionately
We have enough or in abundance fortunately
It must raise concern and worry even if lately
The solution must be found exactly and precisely
We have no right to go for complete annihilation
Nature and man kind has got direct relation
If nature is allowed to be finished so do we
It will then not be called world as free
Nature has never discouraged us from anything
It has offered us lot many things in form of something
It was always source of great satisfaction to us
We must preserve them at any cost and act thus
The world may still survive and so the cattle
The issue must be raise and allow it to settle
It is common cause that may take front seat
We are not here to challenge it completely beat
There may be some preventive laws
It lacks will power and has many flaws
We must try to reason out and draw
A complete full proof plan to show
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Struggle with Darkness
The sun set and it was being dark,
A pitch dark night had fallen,
No light was there nor any spark,
A star shone at all of sudden,
And found all his friends sleeping,
He went and tried them awake,
One of them got up from his sleeping,
And asked why he made him awake.
Asked him making the earth light,
Cause there had fallen a dark night,
But, his reply was then shown,
'What can be done, O friend! Alone?
Without the moon we are what?
Against the darkness can't be fought,
Let's go to awake our moon
The earth may it light up soon.'
They both reached the moon and found,
The moon was lying on the ground,
And appeared, she was not fine,
Cause she had drunk the evil wine,
Unfair gifts had she been given,
For shining not in dark night,
Forgot she, her duty at all of sudden,
And let the inhabitents of earth fight.
The moon ordered them to go and sleep,
'What's the use for them weep?
We'll be given gifts for this deed,
And on duty we find nothing indeed.
'Second' of both agreed with the moon,
He went and slept very soon,
'First' was worried, but nothing spake,
And he put himself at stake.
He went respectively to each stars and;
Requested them to get up and shine,
Initially they were afraid being mixed in sand,
At last they all accepted his wine,
All of them when began to shine,
Like the ornaments of the sky,
The moon felt a tasteless wine,
On herself she was shy.
Getting up, the moon begged sorry to all,
And she shone at full of her might,
Lighten up was every mount, forest and wall,
And became silver the whole sight.
This revolution if on the earth befall,
No country would be worried but delight,
Be alive, no of your leaders can thee enthrall,
But know the deference between Black and White.
25/02/07
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Beauty On Earth
What a beauty on earth is created?
No one can be equated
Not in simple term even can be stated
As it is very closely to me related
I would love to make for her a kingdom
A natural dream realized seldom
As every lover promises to fulfill
His heart remains completely filled
The would be mate is held high in esteem
The heart and mind acts as complete team
Only one thought occupies supreme position
Moving from temporary to permanent composition
Arms remain wide open in air
As if to invite and call it as fair
What can be termed as genuine wish!
Without it the condition will be same as of fish
I can’t make day a night
It will not be called right
Yet I shall try to fulfill whatever you claim
That will only be my mission and aim
Hold my hand and proclaim as mine
The relation can be well defined
Nothing now stands to be declined
You only be happy and stay as happily smiled
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Where Do You Go?
Where do you go,
When the Moon is full and glows.
As the stars twinkle against clear skies.
Where do you go?
So quickly to vanish from my sight.
I look to the left.
I look to the right.
Where do you go,
When the Moon is full and glows.
And romance is wished...
With your whispers in my ears as we kiss lips.
Where do you go?
So neat from the tree...
Your clothes would hang,
As if something you tease we will do,
Secretly.
And I sit to wonder if...
That wolf I hear howling in the distance,
Knew I waited for you patiently...
In complete nakedness.
Under a tree...
As your clothes hanging from its branches,
Would sway mysteriously...
With the gentle blowing of Summer wind,
Through the rustling leaves.
Each full Moon...
I've noticed how you tease.
Where do you go?
I am...
Freakin' just a little bit.
You freak me out a little bit.
I'm freakin' just a little bit.
I am, I am...
Freakin' just a little bit.
You freak me out a little bit.
I'm freakin' just a little bit.
I am wondering...
Where do you go?
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With Us Under The Light Of The Moon
do you wish to understand?
what is it that must be understood?
the stars?
situate yourself on the grass
and feel its softness
under the moon
feel the warmth of its distant light
open your eyes
to the beauty of this night
with us together
there is nothing that must be understood
we feel it
and that is enough
we love
and that is complete.
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A right to choose
No one can take away my freedom
It has never happened or took place seldom
It has to be there by virtue of natural justice
It has been guaranteed by forefathers as promise
Man is born free so he must have his say
He has every right to choose his way
It may be applicable to any of the gender
Anybody who violates it can be termed as offender
I had wished to be a free bird
I wanted to run among the heard
It was to be an open sky with vast horizon
Not to be divided by any region or zones
Open frontiers with no restrictions at sea
Waves to strike at cost and no one to flee
Enjoy the sound with utmost silence
Natural scenes with winds presence
Birds were to fly with little noise
They had joy with enough choice
I had an urge to sing with good voice
I was determined to surge with good poise
Lions, tigers found their equal share
Nice atmosphere found no where
River flowed with calm water
All needs were allowed to cater
It is unique to breathe with fresh air
Head will zoom and raise the hair
Everything seems naturally fair
Air is thick but very clear
A word to keep and good to promise
Enjoy it full with not a moment to miss
I shall try to cherish as fulfilled dream
The sun may shine with bright beam
Freedom and thoughts got to go together
Synchronize well with season and weather
It may provide relief and breather
There is no tension and nothing to bother
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For the first time
I wept for the first time in open
No one could see my wounds reopened
They had started to get little healing touch
Big tragedy in life to have occurred as such
It traveled towards sky and came back without echo
There were no takers for my grief as she had left ago
So much vastness and big horizons but of no avail
My throat soared and voice tried hard but failed
Under same open sky we had spent hours in dark nights
Only stars twinkled to witness as if to consider it right
No foot steps heard in silence and nothing could be sighted
Joy was over coming as we were overwhelmed and delighted
Birds are peacefully housed in nest with occasional sound
Not even hunters are in search of pry and seen around
We two are under the big tree shed as leafy crown
Too much involved in silence as if purchased with leisure to own
She won’t let me know what trouble is brewing her inside
She will stare at blue sky and keep eyes open and wide
As if to suggest me what I will do in her absence!
There dropped some star tail and again silence
I failed to catch her message
She was to leave early from this cage
She got wind of her demise
She held my hand to repeat the promise
I shall remain with you forever
Either of us may have to last long however
This is life cycle and we must adhere to
Love is precious thing and very true
I remembered her with each word
She was very much careful afterward
Neither did she utter not made lips to sink
She was making bid not to allow me to think
I pressed her hand to feel warmth
She was sinking fast with the closing teeth
Someone was calling her from the distance
She opened her eyes and looked at me once
I saw one last long flash of light
She made desperate attempt to fight
I reassured her not to worry too much
She heaved a sigh with my gentle touch
I dropped her at door step and waited
Her arrival at home was nearly stated
No one bothered about her late arrival
I took deep breathe for small interval
In morning she did not open her window
I made forceful entry to enter and know
What was actually taking place inside?
She was there motionless with eyes open wide
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A joy for lovers
The moon did not turn up in sky
I had no answer for why
She has no reason to feel shy
She must come out with fine try
It is joy for lovers
They are only admirers
They see in moon complete picture
She is there as symbol for future
Their love may mushroom
Fine place may not be provided by room
Head with happiness may zoom
To walk steadily in moon light
It is wonderful scene and site
To walk along the road with left hand in right
The couples may enjoy brightness of moon
The coolness is exactly opposite of blazing noon
It may attain its full status very soon
Love to fight and love to remember
No more scuffles and no more anger
Moon to act as peaceful messenger
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Here Comes The Moon
Everybodys talking up a storm
Act like they dont notice it
But here it is and here it comes . . .
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Impulse always quickens when its full
As it turns my head around me
Yes it does and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Gods gift I see thats moving up there into the night . . .
Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
Looks like a little brother to the sun
Or mother to the stars at night
And here it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
Breath is always taken when its new
Enhance upon the clouds around it
Yes it is and here it comes
Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.
song performed by by George Harrison
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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