May 13, 2014

The Moon

The moon is a toon hazy and round
I miss you every now and then for I am bound
Do remember me when I am not close to you ?
I may be striving hard for something new.
It was our promise never to meet again,
now the moon is the only way to show me 
the glorious gate of heaven.

Bye-bye honey; I miss you in every breadth and every wink,
you will lead a happy life, surely to the brink.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sir i liked your poem.By Aryan

Rajiv Das said...

Thank you Aryan

Unknown said...

Amazing sir by kunga of class 8 D u came yesterday and said us some short stories remember sir i loved them 👍👍