did you light up the crescent moon for us to see
place the twinkling stars for us to gaze
a vast open sky up above-
like a wide open arms;
or a mirror to the past
for the remembrance to the forgotten ones.
i write a letter on the empty skies
with a bare hand with my finger
for you to read
encrypted are the recollection
the tasteful memories,
Reminiscence of the forgotten souls.
the crescent moon hides behind the dark clouds.
the dark times
Time has been a terror
a majestic healer.
over the years contemplating onto the mirror
embracing the grace of time,
the crescent moon finally skips the darkness
and sparkles this moonlit night
with a beauty
and a virtue of remembrance to the forgotten ones.
COPYRIGHT SAJAN DANGOL 2013.