Moon

Sometimes in the evenings,
My heart feels lonely
Surrounded by laughters of
the crowd.
Still I feel all alone,
And the moon witnesses  
The flattering pages from
the book of my life 
by time storm, 
But remains silent.
Would he act as a messenger
To my love story, 
Where both sides of river won't meet.
Just stare each other,
for years,With misty eyes,
Or,
can become a pillar of light, 
Between the river and can melt 
Some frozen untold things,
To break the silence of years.
And take away my existence
Slowly under his hold 
Then every last moment
becomes  miles long, 
Or, 
can the moon sing me a song.
There are many other things that  
Moon can favour me 
If I make him the guard of
my dreams….

@Maya