Moon

I'm playing, I‘m climbing I'm singing, I'm gossiping I‘m dancing, I‘m dying She is so close to me My relation with her Not new, She is loved by all Such a nice face she has Ever young, ever youth I loved her from my child hood When I used to ask with my Granny "Why she is always moving with me Wherever I go, she goes with me? " "She is a friend of yours.". Now I'm not a Baby That kid hid in me Somewhere and lost I can't disclose to thee// Once in my dream Where there is a mosque Near to my home, just right of it If looked from my home/ She hung along with the rubies In a glass like cage Above the ground Like a laden tree I threw a stone It broke the cage Rubies scattered all round Near the door of the mosque She vertically climbed and went Where she supposed to be I picked up a red ruby I was happy... When I woke up Searched the Stone... Nothing was there except Haunted memories Now I'm asking a question Whether I loved her or not? Or it means something Unknown to me..... O Moon! O Mirror! How can I see my face in thy face///.