I was on the terrace
searching something beautiful to gaze
I Looked around
and found
every one busy
making the night noisy
Buses moving around
Bikes buzzing around
Peddlars strolling around
I thought for a while
have they got the happiness unbound?
my eyes stucked in a skyscraper
Shining like a fire cracker
Was anyone noticing that?
"Of course not" I felt
It's looks beautiful only from distant
I raised my head just a little
Gazing someone who slightly twinkled
It took me time to realize
It was the moon
Playing peek a boo without any noise
I could see the growing night
along with the glowing light
I am still on the terrace
and I am gazing the moon, changing its phase.
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