The Crescent Moon!
The Crescent Moon!1 min 162 1 min 162
The sky unveils its most precious property,
In a gleeful smile; though it is bound to fade!
It encaptures, all the beauty it can, and the stars are spread...
It forms clouds of memories, peeping a rainbow, of freedom,
And the clouds drizzle, endlessly,
Like my granny with her love and wisdom.
The moon, though a small part of the universe...
Encourages every artist, to pen down a verse.