The Next Moon
The Next Moon
Whoever be the person to answer,
It will be worse to ask,
Whether I am a good artist or not,
You will be beaten and many inhuman tasks,
But yesterday I tried to draw her face,
Again it was not the one what I thought of making,
She was such a beautiful vase,
That I tried to hang her picture beside the moon mistaking,
And today I met a great man of quite good experience,
He was hassled of an unbelievable thought,
A radiance like moon was a hub of audience,
Everyone was admiring the second moon a lot,
In the night I realised that her picture was that next moon,
Think how ravishing would be she if her dead image is creating doom.