White Moonlight amidst darkness, sprinkling love
Tilted, as wanted to declare something tough.
Her, silent and solitude standing stagnant,
Anticipating something precious to be sent.
Wierd wind wearing Melpomene mask,
Coaxing&murmuring,queries were there to ask.
Her, shivering and trembling, with suspicious eye,
Heavy heart holding hand, wanted to tie.
Observed the beam kissing her cheek,
Benevolently consoling not to be weak.
On a sudden, the storm came famished,
Her, Kept on looking and all vanished.
©Priya Mishra
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