Friday, January 30, 2015

The golden orb

The golden orb

The half moon,hung low
Like a lit golden orb
Suspended, from the heavens
Kissing the treetops
Sometimes, dipping behind
As if ,overcome by shyness
And the car,careened side to side
Following the snaking road
Drunk on her beauty.

--shubha 

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