Every night she fleets
softly in chilled lake
laying by, she stares on those brimming ripples
conspicuous with the enlightening gleaming moon
there is a mystery behind her lust!
its her believe and thirst
a mighty thirst of awaiting love
she dreams with her open eyes
well prepared to cease and seize
but the dreams are not always sweet and true
when the moonlight and reflection of moon fall on
water she imagines that the moon is a lover of that lake
she smiles and acclaim the love story of the moon and the lake
and cherishes the vivid scene in her case
and this way her love story along with moon and lake begins
but everything goes in vain and seems like another dream with tame
that would be always remain untrue
every night the lake glowed with the charm of moonlight
but everyday it claimed to be cheated as it was a beguile
happened each time!
the moon was never of lake and that's something mistaken the lake that mislaid !
she cried in disguise and pain
her love story continued each night
and dread by the day!
For there was no moon in the bright day time
it was just an illusion...the one sided love
and was suppressed each day
Alas! there was no coalesce