The Moon Poem by Muhammad Khalid

When the work of a deer: the gaze,
has ended to sun's regular fate,
they enter upon the awesome gate,
and wish to play on being totally 'amaze'.
the prideful shine of moon is no less,
in the silvery shine, the flower's toss,
the gentle flow of faithful stream across,
the god's almighty fell on moon as a bless.
on the glow of firefly it seems the milky way,
the stars twinkling in contrast,
to make things more long last;
to hast daily briefs on a jingle night everyday,
the moon so bright why today is full,
And had glide upon many a hearts,
which the travellers had never seen apart,
so it is never less than sun-day pull,
the blazing breeze on the moonlight chill,
eyes upon it; full tore it seems,
when memories passed is all now team,
because the moon has stopped the life for a still.