The reflection of the bloomed moon,
on the surface of the sea.
I felt as if, she came up to glance itself,
In her mirror in the sea.
The moment was so delighted that, I was taken away.
I felt lucky to be her audience while,
I found no words to define how beautiful she looked
All could do was to hold still at the place where I was.
I wish if I could touch her, feel her;
Alas! I couldn’t. yet I was taken away.
When my eyes struck my hand it was 11: 53 pm
Then I thought beauty blooms only in the peace
Like, she bloomed above the world so high.
The full circle and her glow made the earth shine
As if, she was the provider.
And looking at her, I was taken away.
The lights from her, as if it was giving relief to my eye
The way she was floating in the sea , made my soul weightless.
She was the envious circle that carried my pain away
The bloomed flower I could smell so good from miles away.
October night, the envious full moon
While from the bottom of my heart I felt: I was taken away.
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