I
The moon will always be beautiful,
It's beauty is recognized by earth
For as long as it stays imperfect,
For change is what beautifies its worth
II
I see beauty as evanescent
Art is a long remembered figment
Long life doesn't tantamount long legend,
Deep, short moments are strong till the end
III
Humans are quite beautiful creatures
We are blessed to store our memories
We have countless means like literature,
Through art, objects, we retell stories
IV
Love can never be a noun to say
It is ever a verb to be done
Flickered time is the one meant to say
If nameless feelings are still or gone
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Voiceless Poetry
PoésieDrops of rain fall in my ambience Flooding me and my existence Tears trickle down but fails to drop Voice unheard, never yields to stop Poems are verse to let out thoughts In each line is beauty of thoughts In each word is wonder of thoughts It drai...
