Death of a Moon - Concluding Part

Today when I lay down on a cot Under the marigold tree The moon was rolling slowing Playing with clouds and stars A game, they were part of And which started on ugly note Now enthralling everyone Moon enjoying its importance now More than before Marking the beginning of new era Month, days, occasion, festivals Even the seasons, brightness of beams The rays falling on the leaves Making it silver colour as if The milk is pour on them The waves reflecting the light Guiding the travelers, it made moon immortal Whereas everyone wanted it to die A silent death and get buried under the Dark thick mountains now Became the center of the attraction and galaxy awaits the arrival and departure of its proud son…..