Sangeeta Das | Guwahati
The waning moon in the sky
Is looking beautiful with illuminating rays.
My heart winged, is ready to fly
On the empyrean moon’s way.
There we two will be together
Holding each other.
I wish to be the moonbeam:
Adamant, free and nomadic –
To trespass into your home and courtyard
And when you gaze at the moon –
To embrace you.