The Moon

This is on the inspiration taken from Rose’s poem “I Watch the Moon”

Thanks Rose.

Once again the same night, the same room, the same bed and the same me awaken, lying slant on my soft pillow, as soft as the lap of the beloved, but still there is no sleep in my eyes, thinking about you, you are not with me.  I look at the sky, stare hard, looking for you among the stars.  They seem to singing, but even their lullaby brings no sleep in my eyes.  I look at the moon, but it is you, not the moon, yes it’s you, your face, your eyes your lips.  I close my eyes as to hide you in them.  You are calling me, I am clearly hearing your voice. I feel the touch of your delicate lips on mine, this is the longing, this is the missing, missing of the beloved.  I hear the humming of your song. It is in my ears, no, it is in my heart.  The song is your, but the music, the beat is of my heart.  This is love, love where I belong. I once again open my eyes and look at the moon, you are still there, and I see tears in your eyes.  Why? Come to me I am waiting for you………….No, your tears are now rolling down on your flowery blushed cheek,  you can’t come from all the vastness of sky, then wait for me I’ll come to you.  You are now smiling, love powered your lips to generate this beautiful smile, your smile emitting light which delights me too.  It seems everything is singing, but it will quiet down soon as the first light on the horizon announces the rising of sun and then the moon will become light-less, as you will be gone from it.   There will be night again, and there will be moon again, I’ll be awaken again to see the light……….to see you.  It’ll go on and on till we’ll unite forever.

 

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  • Thanks Frank for liking my blog.
  • Wow Risty! you yourself have written a romantic blog in your comment.

    Thanks a lot.  I love it.

  • Please let me close my eyes, let me see you in my dreams, but I can’t sleep, I will imagine your brows, your deep-set eyes makes my spine chilling and wanting, your nose I used to tickle, those lips… how to forget all of them? Tell me how? I’m haunted… I decided to open my eyes, the moon is facing me, telling me you’re there, waiting for me…

    ….but I can’t be with you now, I just can’t…..

    ….I still want to live…

    …in time, we will be together…flying there, living there

     

    Hahaha! Mish, you’re really good at this, I tried so many times to romantic, but I’m a failure..haha! I started romantic the next thought is creepy…hahaha! Why don’t you write romance books? The gift is very promising, you know. Thanks, for such inspiration to be amorous.

  • People usually say that the feeling of missing and longing for a beloved one cannot be expressed by words. But you have expressed it an impressive way. Thank you for sharing your wonderful writing here, Sir Mishaikh. 

  • Elf
    LP means Learning Point
  • Eva thanks for your comments and appreciations.
  • Danny, of course you can make all corrections you find necessary.
  • L.p means??
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  • Dear Mishaikh! It it a great confession! If someone needs explanations, he has never experienced love! It is what love is all about! You sound so romantic and sincere! I am happy I knew true love and still feel it. It is what makes me go on creating, feeling, breathing, living with my feet on the ground. Thank you! You really impressed me! If you like, I can correct your story, but some later.

    I will surely read Rosa's verses!

  • LP Read some 'azaad nazam'.  Try Parveen Shakir.  You will easily understand my blog.

    First read Rose's Poem I Watch the Moon' from where I got the inspiration.

    After reading the poem, then read this blog. Okay?

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