Long before I found myself,
Losing into the bookshelf,
Got drawn to the pristine celestial body,
An orbicular luminescent beauty,
Waited every night to see its marvel,
Had a notion that along with me it would travel,
Heard from my grandma that people one day,
Would be twinkling up above the sky’s dark bay,
Close to this mysterious glowing sphere.
Grown up now and still look up there,
Chanda, Nila, Luna or simply the Moon,
Anyone reading a piece about it would swoon,
Writer’s block, Broken Heart, Missing pal,
It’s a soothing balm to address all.
A poet’s muse to always inspire,
Poems that would live forever,
A writer’s friend to always conspire,
Stories, thus never letting the pens to go dry.
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Beautiful 💖