“HISTORIC MOON”

Midnight traveler; I am

Transversely the graveyards of cemetery

A historic moon of my September

That I seek under the six feet

Would I get with lying skeletons?

Been rambling nothing to directions

Build up this unseen ladder

When I could climb up to the heaven

To examine the moon

Would it be the same like my historic moon?

Sleepless dream walker; I am

Night sheens and glooms

There is a bogus moon above the blue

Millions of children draw as unchanged

With cloths and without cloths too

Unusual clock doesn't let me have an interval

Why pangs becoming as pleasure

Remembrances are so ironic on my shadow

Cities have distorted into the brightest moon

Villages have shriveled into the night less calendar

My historic moon doesn't rise up again

Life is moving on without a distance

Though it always gleams

When the eyes close enthusiastically 

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