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    • May 12
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Moon

Updated: Jun 12

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





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