The Moon Lit Night Poem by lalitha iyer

When rainy clouds black and bleak
skirted my sky with venomous streak
and downpours plagued my lovely earth
with outflowing sewages full of stench
I was depressed and moaned in and out
my friends I lost touch with
and smiles were rare to be seen
as everyone was helpless and crazy
just to reach home was infinitely lazy
the day was full of freezing coldness
all hot life sickened with muddy mundanities
life became soaked with definite sadness
that was coated with melancholy and madness.

Soon the day fell into nights lap
and bloomed the lily of the silver isles
moon came out in splendour dressed in the bright
her charms reborn, with refreshing fervour
the moon light gave me exquisite delight
I just revived my dying spirits
for she came with a beautiful light
that descended from heavenly sights
like the kiss of a baby, soft and sublime
the moon lit night harped upon earths face
with a tender lace of faith and optimistic rays.