After Sixty Eight Years Oh My Super Moon

After Sixty Eight Years Oh My Super Moon! ! Awww- your brightest face Smiled at me You seemed so close As if I would touch You if I make a jump dance. So many people were waiting To have a glimpse of you To see how would you Walk, donning your Dazzling gold dress Every one was trying To catch a scoop full Of your light. I came to the roof To have a chit-chat With you To share our secrets of Sixty eight years old. Even after these sixty eight years You are still young With your smile Light twinkling in your eyes. You are the same moon I met sixty eight years back The cool and composed. In between these sixty eight years I looked at you from a distance Sometimes I could see You clearly, but many times Half hidden from eyes Sometimes I wonder If I am gone from your skies. Let me drink your rays For one last time Who knows When another Sixty eight years comes. (The poem was written after the spectacular Super Moon visible on 14-11- 2016 and such big moon was last visible 68 years back that was on 26th January 1948) @Bharati Nayak,16-11- 16