Sunday, August 29, 2021

In a Saturday Moon

 

A Moon creating waves of dreamy images with its maddening flow of light.


How I love with passion!

To begin a dawn

With a cheerful jolt

In a Saturday morn


Morning chill must bring in the night

Night in turn will usher in the morrow

Time to tune the tiring soul right

And a glass of Moon to borrow.


In a cherished Saturday night

With a flow of dreamy light

I pick up some drops of Moon

To wake up Moon drunk

In a new lovely dawn.


In a poetic flight

My wings of clouds

Will glide me right

To the land I dreamt

In a moon blanched night.


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2 comments:

  1. UnknownOctober 22, 2021 at 2:51 AM

    A glass of moon to borrow... just love this poem. Beautiful.

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    1. Atique R.October 26, 2021 at 8:47 AM

      Thanks for your comment. Feeling glad that you liked it.

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