And I have this night, supposedly
The full Moon silently reflects
Another lonely soul, may be
For billions of years, they say.
What's in a crowd that laughs aloud?
Answers, unknown, might seek solitude,
Feathers still remain but the bird doesn't
I have this room, this night and memories abundant.
(Inspired by "Aj jotsna raate" by Rabindranath Tagore)
The full Moon silently reflects
Another lonely soul, may be
For billions of years, they say.
What's in a crowd that laughs aloud?
Answers, unknown, might seek solitude,
Feathers still remain but the bird doesn't
I have this room, this night and memories abundant.
(Inspired by "Aj jotsna raate" by Rabindranath Tagore)
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