Poetry — 02 August 2015

A spontaneous poetic rendering by Prem Geet.

 

Last night on my walk

I studied the moon thinking

of Guru Purnima

my favorite day.

Really jazzed about it this year… can’t wait!

 

lamp on ground

 

When I turned a corner and looked ahead,

it seemed the moon had come

down from the sky and was

touching the earth for a visit.

How thrilling! Sad to report it was

merely a fallen streetlamp

but such joy!

Ahhhhhhhhhh at last.

 

Poem by Prem Geet

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