Her Tales

By Alba Johny G

The world address her ‘Moon'.

She lit in dark.

Her smile like the twilight,

Her sky like charcoal mine,

Where no stars to be found.

She was pale,

But her moonlight spread day.

In the tranquil night,

She kissed them to sleep,

And dreamed like them.

Dreamed meeting her love.

World believed her tales,

But the silver Mirror caught her deludes.

Her eyes marked her sleepless nights

Her smile hid her pain.

She finally met her love,

But it has now lost its charm.

By Alba Johny G