The Glistening Moon
The advent of dusk
The joy of minute tasks ,
The setting sun smiled for a while
As he will emerge again after some hour’s lull.
He was waiting to wear the prowess
He was waiting to see him sinking ,
The smiling moon was preparing to wear the crown
The world knows , our sun will go down.
He took a vow to revive
The white moon said, “I will survive “.
The blooming stars danced with the glittering tune
The dark sky winked at the moon.
Poet: Polly Handique, Guwahati, Assam
This poem was written against the backdrop of the Moon and the Sun’s adorable interactions. The poem highlights the speciality of the full moon.
