The Moon By My Window

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mplete love is my respite I eagerly wait for every night, To get lost in this opulent oasis Devoid of the void of broken promises Only an ethereal calm of abundance Of being One with OneselfThe majestic moon showers upon me its radiance Rejuvenates me and the leave for its divine due diligence I ask no more than this dalliance Unable to reach, touch, just a distant complete embrace A glorious soulful unisonThis moonlight by my window is an ethereal fervor Energizing me like sunshine after stormy weatherThe moon doesn't present itself all nights and shine There is a time defined by the divine design By this no show, NOW I am just fine Am only grateful for the moonlit shower As the moon taught me no conclave is forever The beauty is in letting go True love doesn’t bind Neither does it abandon<p id="eabc

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">After a few moonless nights, my knight in shining armor will reappear!This poem is written in response to <a href="undefined">Trista Signe Ainsworth</a>’s prompt on something that refreshes our life that I am grateful for.A few days back while crushing the couch indolently, I saw the bright full moon by the window smiling upon me. As if imploring me to come near the window and indulge in a spirited fervor. It refreshed me instantly and since then it has become my nightly routine to stand by the window, and bathe in the charming refreshing moon rays.I am grateful for the moon by my window, to which I can open my heart and confide, rest assured that all my heart’s talk is safe with this lunar being.© All Rights Reserved <a href="undefined">Indubala Kachhawa</a></article></body>

The Moonlight Is My Sunshine

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When the world is in deep slumber I tiptoe to the window to meet my knight in shining armor It is a momentary rendezvous by our pristine peaceful parlor

We don’t utter a word, still, all is said and understood Only a few lovely moments, unencumbered by the hullabaloo of words, Enough for the feelings to flow, hearts to feel, and souls to glue That's the way pure love must be, to tranquilize Free of noisy words, words that vaporize as reality materialize

I need no other beloved, the moon by the window is my cupid This incomplete complete love is my respite I eagerly wait for every night, To get lost in this opulent oasis Devoid of the void of broken promises Only an ethereal calm of abundance Of being One with Oneself

The majestic moon showers upon me its radiance Rejuvenates me and the leave for its divine due diligence I ask no more than this dalliance Unable to reach, touch, just a distant complete embrace A glorious soulful unison

This moonlight by my window is an ethereal fervor Energizing me like sunshine after stormy weather

The moon doesn't present itself all nights and shine There is a time defined by the divine design By this no show, NOW I am just fine Am only grateful for the moonlit shower As the moon taught me no conclave is forever The beauty is in letting go True love doesn’t bind Neither does it abandon

After a few moonless nights, my knight in shining armor will reappear!

This poem is written in response to Trista Signe Ainsworth’s prompt on something that refreshes our life that I am grateful for.

A few days back while crushing the couch indolently, I saw the bright full moon by the window smiling upon me. As if imploring me to come near the window and indulge in a spirited fervor. It refreshed me instantly and since then it has become my nightly routine to stand by the window, and bathe in the charming refreshing moon rays.

I am grateful for the moon by my window, to which I can open my heart and confide, rest assured that all my heart’s talk is safe with this lunar being.