You are the moon, who brighten up the sky....
When the sun shade has washed away in the sky....
When you are not there, stars make her nice....
Adorns with their twinkling eyes....
Wiping off the twilight of the night....
..Looks stunningly beautiful..!
Why you blot them out from the sky?
When you arrived on poya day,
Dressed with more bright.....
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryLife is a journey, not a race. Enjoy your surroundings. Try to see things in different. There you will find happiness.
