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Krisdha Singh

Drama Classics Fantasy

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Krisdha Singh

Drama Classics Fantasy

My Dear Moon...

My Dear Moon...

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My dear Moon,

How does it feel there?

Can't you just come here.

I just want to ask you that 

When will be the time arrives?

when will be able to meet?

But still whenever we will meet,

I will tell you that I missed you.


It will be raining that night,

I will run to you with my bare feet.

Feeling the drops of rain on the grass,

I will tell you that I missed you.


I will be looking into your eyes,

That will be the best moment of our life.

Staring into your blue deep eyes,

We will be drowning that time.

I hope you can hear my voice,

But that is not our choice.

Still whenever I will meet you,

I will tell you that I missed you.


What is this thing called fate?

I think waiting has written in our fate, 

but still I have faith that

One day we will celebrate.

Fireworks will be on the sky and fireflies will be lightning our way, 

The blossom will be falling from tree.

I know that we live in different dimension

But still whenever we will meet, I will tell you that I missed you.....


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