Crescent Moon

on Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Trembling leaf

On its way to galaxy

A momentary stay of togetherness and exit

Kernel of love

Grow in transition

A nostalgic mark in the eyeball

Occasional thoughts of love sparkle in it

Stars do not take birth in sky

Are borne in the fistful space of us

When we met

Shake hands in west way

And depart

Fold them in east mode

I am needle, your compass

The rest of the directions

Will be revealed by our ways

The kiss of yours will hang like crescent moon

Leaves will be the dates in the calendar

@satya, (2-6-13)


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