The Red Moon
Moon swallowed sun in dinner
Seems so redy as fresh bloom roses,
Neither light spend nor darkness loses
Pale but interesting eve sinks as swimmer.
Silver rays come through blue pane
Straight at my white pages lape,
Enamouring sight makes slowely shape
Rays spread,empty our fully lane.
Night holds it's own beauty in dark
Quiet-bright all tensions in sleep,
Bats surrounds,mouses go in deep
Dogs awake with slight voice and bark.
Night that we don't like,store dreams
For that we cross all our extremes.
Copyright © Palak Dadhich | Year Posted 2025
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