Hopes

by fizzanaseem

Like the cute little girl looking at the moon

In the same adoring way I am looking at you!

Moon is so high and she is so low

And moon is just walking with a careless smooth flow

With the every inch of distance that the moon covers

She gets her beats faster as if she's losing her lover

And when she observes so much distance in between

She leaves with broken heart finding it the only workable scheme

She cries hard because she's lost her moon in rain

Then there comes a hope that the Moon will come again

I live my life in same way as she is having her shine

With the hope of a rise again when my moon will be mine..