The moon wasall alone in the sky
showering light in vain in the sleeping night
I too was all alone on earth
walking in the soulless street
with disturbing earlier memories flowing through my mind!
I sat on a sidewalk bench for a moment
I didn't feel the comfort of the rest and so I continued my walk
I walked the length of the blind street to the end!
When I returned home the moon withdrew its last shine
the day was breaking the sun was giving wake up call to all
and was surprised at this awakened soul of previous night!
When reflections of earlier memories haunt our mind
the sun and the moon are nothing but silent spectators!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem