Full Moon- A Poem

Full Moon

The full moon 
peeping through my window
Has hundred stories to tell,
Of the long distant lovers
Who thrive on the mercy of
Messenger or Insta stories,
A virtual hug or telepathy;

Or of the stars who 
Never believed in 
Their light 
and became glow worms,

Or an account of years of survival
Of trust and friendship 
Amidst the black hole of vagaries of time,

A narrative of separation 
And longing for love,
Lost in the icy cold winters
Touching the pine trees of success,
Forgetting to water the roots;

Or the wayward ways of a girl
Who counted the stars
To tell her man
How much she loved him.

The full moon 
Peeping through my window 
Has hundred stories to tell,
Which one should I listen to
Today?

Dr Sakshi Chanana

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