(2nd July,1986 / Bahraich, India)

Watching The Moon

Watching the moon
at dawn
solitary, mid-sky,
I knew myself completely,
no part left out.

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THIS IS A VERY BEAUTIFUL POEM. I LIKE THE POEM POEM.THE POEM DESERVES 100/100.
I love rainy days. This is wonderful the way you describe it...great poem!
I can hear the rain singing now and it beautiful voice come from this poem, i thought it came from the rain hahaha i mean this writing really has something cool inside, like the rain offers to the ground.. :) Keep it up my friend_Unwritten Soul
This is a really good read thanks for the invite :)
Rain lashing everywhere... al-muzzammil hain shabd yahan bheege palken laut ke aaye kahan kabhi to damaan me aaye ek nayi kashmakash yeh farmaan, yeh baarish ek aisi aaghaaz hai ye jabaaz boondo ki awaaz, yeh chamakti bijli yeh bheega chaman, yeh bheega aasmaan, paimane-dil aur dastaan-e-ruksaan....bas yehi to hai sab kuch, yeh lehre, yeh shabd, yeh shakhs, yeh aashiqana manzar jahaan wonderful..rain could not have been more beautiful with incriminating diseases and insects and muds and obstacles and water logging than your views together.
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