Romancing the Moon

Romancing the Moon

By Rajul Tiwari

Oh! The bright one, I love thy mystery,
made to enchant and bewilder the little tides...
Thou smile in sorrow, thou gloom in victory,
thou raise your empire, a shield against the dark wides...

Thy shimmer passes through the thick sky,
and reaches the dark of my heart too...
When thou are up, I can rely,
I too can be as much placid and true...

I sit on the terrace in pursuit of thee,
my pen nibbles on paper, I imagine...
I feel the sinking, and gently, thoughts would flee,
craning my head to thee with passive passion...

A soft tap in the glimmering water,
in an attempt to touch thee...
And realise the cool you pose is hotter,
my fingers burn in blue flames I see...

I also see cosmic swallows fly,
and suffering became an imaginary being...
Casting the spell of reality, still humble thou art shy,
like thee, awake and bathed seems everything...

Several silver linings splash together,
and fills my eyes with hope...
To wash takes more than just lather,
I have to imbibe this karmic soap...