The New Moon

The Moon and the night companion, March for the same journey The journey of sky, The Moon fills her solitude with the promises Promises of lifetime togetherness and love, and the night flaunts on his promises with the air’s verse, Unblemished each other The moon is languid without her, And night is sombre without him How moron are both of them Don’t realise that their fate holds the new moon See God has become a schemer, Then how his creation the human could remain untouched by his flair, Yes, the new moon will be repeated Whenever two lovers will swear up of life time togetherness and love, And then a group of God’s intellectual creation will put two lovers into the dark of loneliness…