Moon

By Mahek Bathija

My moon is lost

And I can’t look at it anymore

Amidst the emotions and amidst the crowd

My voice is crying out loud

My emotions consuming me deep

Over the turtled neck sea of barren thoughts

This heart yearns to see you

While clicking the portraits and views

Differently identical stories keep us pertained

Similarly distinct tales are worth recalling

The absence consumes me from the inside

For you not being on my side

My moon is lost

And I can’t find it anymore

By Mahek Bathija