I think i don't have to
see the supermoon tonight
'cause even with a daylight
i could glance at her dim light
and in fact;
she's always been beautiful
indubitably enthralling
and exquisitely intolerable
all i mean is that;
nothing is captivating as she
neither at the brightest stage
nor at her crescent phase
there is no difference—
she is beguiling regardless
of her sorts of occurrences.
27 April 2021
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Poems for Her
PoetryA compilation of poetries from an admirer who wrote a bunch of poems for the girl he adore.
