Her Writings

Moonlight

Its calm, its serene and its quite,
Its fascinating because of the moonlight.
As I look up, I feel sparks in my eyes,
The beautiful moon never ceases to mesmerize.

Wonder if I am a moonchild,
Because it beholds the power to reign my mind.
I raise my head, I feel the moonlight on the edge of my nose,
Its calm, its serene and gentle like a rose.

When the moonlight glitters,
It takes away all my jitters.
Whenever there is a tiring start,
I trust the moonlight to make its way to my heart.

Gazing at this almost full moon, here I stand,
Wishing to catch it and feel the moonlight's warmth in my hand.