Full moon did cast doom
She wanted no moon
To reveal her gloom.
Instead the treacherous moon
Dishevelled her more like a goon
She found it difficult
To keep herself safe.
The summer heat was no treat
With insects and flies
Devouring her straight
The eerie silence of the night
Made her jump at every sight
She felt shit scared and crass
With the shattering of glass.
Her abandoned state
Robbed her from being safe.
Though for the love of her life
It was nothing but a medium
To come neck to neck.
She knew she was overpowered
She could never match the steps.
Robbed her from being safe.
Though for the love of her life
It was nothing but a medium
To come neck to neck.
She knew she was overpowered
She could never match the steps.
By Binita Jha
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