~ A Crescent Smile ~

Photo Credit: Sanjay Pandita

~ A Crescent Smile ~

Honey!

They say, would truly swear,

Moon was always there,

Kindly poised God’s tear,

Antediluvian fables’ lair,

And that, it’s not to wear …

They call it as lovers’ love,

They’d also kin it to dove,

White, innocent, sky’s cove,

Unblemished ride of Jove?

Honey, I find it all a farce,

A blatant lie, it should be!

On the dull dubious blank black slate of my thoughts —

I know, you’d scribble it for me,

With a virtuoso white chalk .. Or,

May be scratched with a coin,

One crescent walk the talk .. Or,

Whittled it from a crystal ball,

Stolen from one witch’s hawk .. Or,

Did you Glue a chewing gum,

Clicking it before it could balk?

Was it not the Moon that clinked?

But, I danced whilst you blinked ..

A true moony teary crescent smile,

Engraved on my sky, unto a while!