My Dear Moon
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Anil Kumar Panda
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I love the moon when it
Comes out with a bright shine
With its beauty and charm
I feel as if inebriated drinking wine
I love the moon when it
Peeps from behind fleecy cloud
It is the face of my lover
I see in it and feel like to shout aloud
I love the moon when it
Plays hide and seek with trees
As I stand at the window
I watch its beam flow with the breeze
I love the moon when it
Glows atop the hill as a crown
Enchanted by its pure glow
In its innocent love I slowly get drown
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