O Moon!

O Moon!

O Moon, dear moon

As you seek your brightest

As I watch you growing and full

My obsession eclipses my passion

Lust takes over my love

For to wait, it has been long

And impatient, I long for you to take over

Darkness that has shadowed me beneath

For ages now, for every passing night

As you add, bits and pieces,

I lose mine, and already a mere thin thread of self

Hanging in ever growing abyss

I await touch of your cold lights

In one such night,

Upon my burning heart

For it has kept me warm for too long

But void grows and like a lost trail of river

That once carried life, desperate, it longs for

Shower of your touches, to be sunk

Beyond depth of deepest of desires

For where I no longer remain me

But to become a mirage of yourself

To inhale you,

I wait to be filled

And unveiled, even if it takes to be killed

By that innocent touch of yours

For as you seek you brightest

My heart burns and even more

For what could inflict pain,

And joy, unparalleled to any, but to wait

For to see you in all your glory,

Full, bright, and in a heavenly lull

Showering your magical moon-light.

By: Praveen Parasar

Date: 5/12/2014