Wednesday, September 5, 2012

O Moon!



O Moon!

O moon, blue moon
Why you are not close to me
My heart pleads
Please come near
Please come soon!

A fairy, a dream
To gaze upon
You and your moon light
A sleepwalk on
Feels like an old wine
In which soul wants to get drown

A story, poetry
To watch you grown
Wrapped in thin clouds
Like a lost lady, afraid
Trying to hide her beauty
While walking alone
Through the crowd
Little love, little lust
All eyes glued upon

A sudden twist, mind takes turn
Canvas changes, feelings blown
Black clouds all around, and
You turn into a demon
Like trying to seduce the soul
By face of angel and make-up on

Fear surrounds heart screams
What was real, what was con
Unable to elude the deception
Innocent soul looks within
Echoes a voice
Nothing is real, nothing is con
It’s all an illusion
That we accept and life moves on!


We were still confronting each other
And young night was slowly passing on!

By: Praveen Parasar
Date: 02/09/2012

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