Memoirs Of Me And The Moon Poem by Sujeet Kumar Vishwakarma

When i was a child, And I got wild.
you saw me jump outside.

With every scold, and rooftop hold.
you stood there by my side.

I cried you heard, I smiled you laughed.
I shared all with with a pride.

I sat on rooftop, shared my life,
U were all ears all time.

The echoes of my moments lost,
With you lay still sublime.

I have been staring at your face,
in times good and bad.
Trying to tell you what I felt,
The reflections of all I had.

I know you knew every bit i meant,
Even before i share.

Even I would drench in your white light,
I sensed unvoicing care.

My half life spent, and so much shared,
I know u still will stay.

To see me grow, get old and slow,
With hairs all turning grey.

I'll still be there, talking to you,
with moments left to spare.

And die a death, with you in eyes,
smile, you and my armchair.