The moonlight beams on this eve's hour
With eyes that colored the setting sun...

Words of pain,
pronounced everyday...

Closing eyes,
stifled yawns...

First gaze held,
a word away...

Days pass with hopes in vain
Confusions pouring, heavy as rain...

I have traveled far and wide,
befriended more than few...

A poem, with its words and metric rhymes,
knows no bounds, no space, no time...

The moon sought my soul
in the echoes of the night...

Catching your gazes at me
and the other way around...

Wondering,
how did it become...

How can you say, you love without doubt?
When many are left heartbroken, will that ever...

Take out the cover,
Unsheath...