I lay on the garden grass one midnight blue sky and admired the moon so mighty high.
On quite a chilly night, it seemed like I was smoking a pipe.
There it was starring and smiling down at me.
A butter yellow face well rounded and so defined sitting so attractive in the midnight blue sky.
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an equivalent of the poem celestial poets.. clearly u are 1 amazing great job
Lovely write Premila...and so true...we really are lucky to be alive...10
brilliant expositin of moonlit night across grin of green midnight still remembers its richness by mighty blueness..............wonderful depiction of lone moment across the greeness of divine grin heving mystery to beholder, moment seems to swoon by the florence of beauty, passionately wroght yet with ingenuity smacking a uniquenmess in its genre,10++++, thanks for asharing