It’s a full moon night
I can see it
From where I lay
Trying to figure
What it has to say
Dark clouds
Some big some small
Giving momentary darkness to all
Seeing this hide-n-seek was fun
Until came the biggest one
I waited and waited
But it refused to wane
I saw the city lights
Absorbing the silent night
Amidst the faint distant sounds
I heard something crashing down
I searched for the tear
Or the crying face
Through the moon light in the mirror
I saw him crying with grace
Holding the pieces
In his hands
Trying to keep them safely
Through the tears looking around
Collecting them bravely
He holds them fragile
Trying to stick them again
But then she said something
And down came the pieces crumbling again
He had been working overtime
To put the pieces together
He knows it is delicate
Delicate than a feather
Right now he is searching for
All the pieces – big and small
‘Cos every step she takes
Pulverizes them beyond repair
Trying to keep a calm composure
He’s striving not to despair
It had broken earlier
And it took quite a while
To paste the pieces back together
And stand up with a smile
The cracks showed
Through the pieces
And life looked fragile
When he looked through it
Nothing was convincing
No matter
how much ever he tried
And he knew
It would happen again
If he didn’t tread carefully
If the mind wasn’t more sane
The specs would break again
But the hope within him
And the love of a lifetime
Made his efforts go vain
This time when it broke
There were more of them
He collected them again bravely
And put them in strong case
Hopeful of a better time
When some one will come
Help remake the entire piece
So that he can feel alive again
The moon is going at its own pace
Shining again as the big dark clears
He understands the desires and shears
But loneliness makes him cry
Cry silently without tears.
He thanks the moon
For shining bright
For he could express it all
The pain that he feels in this
But smiling through it all
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