After Sixty Eight Years Oh My Super Moon! !
Awww- your brightest face
Smiled at me
You seemed so close
As if I would touch
You if I make a jump dance.
So many people were waiting
To have a glimpse of you
To see how would you
Walk, donning your
Dazzling gold dress
Every one was trying
To catch a scoop full
Of your light.
I came to the roof
To have a chit-chat
With you
To share our secrets of
Sixty eight years old.
Even after these sixty eight years
You are still young
With your smile
Light twinkling in your eyes.
You are the same moon
I met sixty eight years back
The cool and composed.
In between these sixty eight years
I looked at you from a distance
Sometimes I could see
You clearly, but many times
Half hidden from eyes
Sometimes I wonder
If I am gone from your skies.
Let me drink your rays
For one last time
Who knows
When another
Sixty eight years comes.
(The poem was written after the spectacular Super Moon visible on 14-11- 2016 and such big
moon was last visible 68 years back that was on 26th January 1948)
@Bharati Nayak,16-11- 16
Hi, Bharati! Hoping this finds you well in all ways... I don’t think the moon shall ever fail to fascinate us, especially when so large and full. -Glen
An amazing poem that expresses in detail the beauty and wonders of the supermoon. Gteat piece.
With great imagery you have woven a beautiful poem. Enjoyed.
Wow, a great reminiscent dialogue with the ageless moon.Lovely poem with so nice imageries.Thanks 10++++ Subhas
To see how would you / Walk, donning your / Dazzling gold dress / Every one was trying / To catch a scoop full / Of your light- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ] I swear these are the loveliest lines ever written about the moon! ! ! ! ! The rest of the poem continues in this gorgeous way. 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
A lovely write. You nailed it. Don't we all feel the same way to witness a super moon? Moon has this strange fascination for us. I wish we had super moons more frequently. It breaks the monotony of routine n brings out the poet in us.
lovely poem. Moon is always so fascinating specially when it is a full moon invoking so much of creativity. I too remember watching that super moon.
Very interesting write...last super moon must have been very extra exciting as it was the time, a year after india's independence...great work 10++++
I love the nonchalant way in which the poem it is written; and I myself remember that day, when I saw the moon so close, as if I could almost touch it, so close, so bright, so beautiful. A lovely poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovingly captured in a poem, though I had never seen it, your fine lines took me there. Thanks Geeta