Its the perfect night to stay awake for the whole of it!
The sky’s clear and moon’s bright.
The wind is cool and in harmony with the moonlight.
Dumbledore’s words echo as bollywood tunes prove love is the greatest.
My soul sings while the world rests!
If I designed heaven I’d copy and paste (this exact scene)!
For its the night to love in this world of hate!
Alas, its going to pass…. Fade away into day
So I shall live a complete life… In this next moment…
If only we stop humanising everything
Here I am once again, wishing for a power cut
To the streetlight I want to say goodbye
So that I’m left alone, in this light breeze and calming moonlight.
So that I forget I’m human, and I have to lead a chaotic life.
So that at the stars I can gaze, peacefully tonight.
It’s almost full moon
The sky is as clear as it can be.
If only we stop humanising everything,
We can have moonlit silver bodies.
Maybe the stars will guide me, If I can find some in this pollution
Maybe I would’ve been free, If I wasn’t a human.
Maybe I’d have enjoyed much more, If I wasn’t human!
Tap tap the keypad types
Im tired still its spinning my lies.
Need sleep, need peace
The keypad won’t stop
Need space, need me
It swears: “Last post”.
And while I’m trapped
Owned by my own phone
The spring breeze slaps
The flowers on the tree near lamp-post.
And as I stay drenched
In the computer screen’s light
There’s three quarters of moon
Reflecting light bright and white.
And as my phone sends another emoticon
A few emotional poems in me, sigh, and move on.
If you’d ask me to choose
Between the mighty sun
And the delicate moon
I’ll probably not think twice
In telling you that I love the moonlit nights.
Where the glory of the sun
Cannot be denied
It’s the moon’s life story
My dainty heart cries
For like me it capriciously
Waning one day
Admist the hard life’s chase,
While on others it will brightly shine
And surround the world in it’s light divine.
Somedays are tough
Darkness surrounds us all
No hope no dreams,
No nightingale’s call.
All is lost in gloomy
Dark dismal despair
Ebony night becomes
The new moon’s lair.
Don’t worry my friend
Efforts never go in vain
We are lunartics and survivors
We don’t lose to disdain.
In a fortnight you’ll see
We’ll shine again in this dark
We are not scared so easy
You’ll never dull our spark.