The moon

I was standing alone in the dark night

after long, i was feeling lite

the moon seemed somewhat pale and bright

it looked beautiful amongst the cloud, white

the darkness around me was at its heights

i wanted to break all bonds and fly away like kites

life comes with such unexpected twists and turns

you never know which wind could make you run

i looked at that beautiful moon

it looked like an emperors tomb

it seemed so pleasant and so quiet

i kept staring it, just like that

it felt that clouds were trying to hide the moon

but with every passing breath it just shone

i looked at the scattered darkness all around

it scares me so much, the noise of silence hounds

i so much wanted to wrap that beauty  around

 and wear it, like queen wearing her crown 

i looked at the clock, it was moving continuously round and round

slowly, the dark vanished with the chirping birds sounds