As you glance over the moon,
When all alone.
You see its just like you.
All alone in this dark, gloomy and vast sky.
Even with thousands of stars around,
Still shining like catching the eye.
But everyday it gets smaller like a part of it, is gone away, taken away by these people.
And when the stars are faded out,
The moon is new.
You remember you are all alone.
Solitude transforms into loneliness.
But after being new, it again starts it journey from the very new.
Like luminous as always.
And just like that you remember
That there is always some good present even in the infinite ocean of malice,
Just like a mere moon in a dark sky.
