Last night
When half of moon visited the sky
I saw a strange vision.
What was it?
What it meant?
God’s word or,
Satan’s voice.
Angelic origin or,
My eyes’ fault.
But the half was smiling
Looking at me
Peeping rather,
From the nearby house.
It wanted something I know.
It needed something I felt.
I ran for help
Forgetting the human limits.
Pain, happiness, joy, cry
All faded in that milky shine.
But Alas!
All my effort went in vain.
The help I wanted to give
The care I wanted to provide
They were of no use.
Solitary,
I failed.
Far, far away,
The half went.
To meet its beloved.
To be full, to complete.
Its pain I knew before
Reason I feel now.
“I’ll be back”
Said it to me.
“Complete with other half, beside me”.
I’ll wait, I’ll wait
For the promise to complete.
Bless thee Oh! Incompleteness.
You give us all a meaning.
I’ll find you one day, I promise.
My other half, trust me
I’ll find you one day, I promise.
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