If,I was; the most brute and jealous...
The Moon couldn't shine, so bright and fabulous!
I waited all day long ; met him in the night;
He brought stains & shines to hug me tight!
I looked at him; and happily sad*!
I love You...You made me mad!
He hugged me closer; warmly accepted;
Blinked and whispered, "You are really mad!"
I asked him, "May be with you?"
Cozily he replied, "ofcourse! when nights dew";
I forgot my sleep; each deed of mine,
Awoke whole night to embrace his shine...!
I shared my soul; but intented nothing to get...
Suddenly he changed, and wished to forget!!!...
Shockingly me surprised!! asked him, why!?
Rudely he looked,then made reply;
"You are unlucky for me!!! Your intensions not right;
Are making me fade, now I am not so much bright!"
I gifted my tears; some perls to make him bright;
He found them shitts! didn't regret a slight!
Me the fool; far from the fact;
Luner lights are fake, blindly forget!
Still I cried and tried; to shine him again...
Prayed his smile; my only wish to regain!
And......
He came back, shined another night.....
Far from my sky...
After a long dark fortnight....!
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