my moments

MY MOMENTS

AS Moon I enjoyed my moments

In spite of my waning fortnights

When Romeo blamed my light

As bellowing his desperate romantic ember

I smiled at his love-sick plight

When Omar Khayyam did plaudit

That I heartened his poetic craft

I did inflect a wholehearted lilt

When a sneaky burglar cursed that

My fully waxed nights played a spoil sport

Always, on his professional pursuits

I laughed aloud with a glistering taunt

 

But what I saw tonight

Depressed my spirits, beyond thought

Here is a beggar in the street

Running without food, his third night

Bleary eyed; half-swooned and

Sinking further into a blissful faint

Pushed his feeble hands aloft

To catch me! Thinking that

                                                                        I am a well-roasted ‘roti’ to eat          

 I wept, wept and wept my heart out!

 And left in shame the night abrupt

To hide behind the cloud curtains!!

Sathya……..

 

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Absolutely Beautiful…… amazing thinking…… awesome style….. brilliant verses…

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