Wednesday, April 29, 2020

Moon...


Deep black dark
No sign of spark...
Suddenly my eyes catch a beautiful sight
It was too far but was too bright...
Shining like a burning desire
Although it wasn't a fire...
It travels the sky in its sparkle shoon
Slowly dark disappeared by the splandour of moon!
    
                                        Pragati

TEARS

These TEARS are not just tears They are pain The pain that is pure The pain that is real The pain which is unsaid The pain which is breathle...