Seeing me lost in thought
My lady smiled & held my hands.
I was searching known faces
How to become unknown cruelly
Beyond my mundane senses.
Unknown to me, my sky became
Shadowy, faded like my heart.
Seeing me lost in thought
My Moon smiled & held my hands.
My own poetry that always stay in my heart
Moving slowly, yet restlessly like cloudlets
In my faded shadowy heart.
At dawn, my poetry frowns at me;
At dusk, my Moon becomes curved.
Alone I am, wishing vainly the communion
Between my Lady and My soothing Moon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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