The Flickering Moon

The charm, love and luck.

That eye dropping destiny,

and patiently waiting time.

The melancholic absence,

soon to be melancholic presence.

WORDS OF WARMTH? OOH!

and that patiently waiting time.

Knowing the serenity of all,

numbing the differentiated heredity of those.

Nothing to even have,

everything to eventually lose.

Just paving towards the end,

like blinking of the moon.

~Kirti Tomar