The spilled silver of moon
over a distanced lake,
in the still of night.
A boy mounted at the edge of boat
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Oh this is sweet and beautiful...with romantic aroma from the silver moon! ! love this..maybe you got inspired by your birth place, sagar? ? to travel the life alone safe and beautiful the boatman! ! ! but you need a bit smile and let have some energetic spirit so you can reach the Island for rest before continue sailing..very beautiful one subodh! _Unwritten Soul
Nice imagery...I like your first line. (in the 2nd line, did you mean to say distant moon? ....distance is a verb)
wow! ! I think this has been the most thought-provoking poem that I have read so far since I joined this site. I am speechless but I want to talk about it! ! I just couldn't help thinking about the situation of what you wrote with this poem. Thank you...
As I say, you are a writer, a poet if you started this. Just keep on writing, the more you air out your head, it feels better. Very good thought.
Omg...this just makes you picture the single ripple that breaks the quitness of the water and the ripple effects it as you look into the broken reflection upon the water that frames your soul...that is so beautiful