Thoughts under the Moon

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!

Virtually trapped

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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.

Aprajita Rana

The Moon Life

 

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
Changes phase
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.