Moon Vavroovahana Patra
Shining secleing moon in the eastern firmament peeps;
Mirth reigns in human heart evaporates the grief.
Pinle violet color endows the lovely enticing horizon;
Poets, passers-by, peasants behold the beauty, delight with profound passion.
Twinkling little stars magnify the eternal beauty;
Earthy creatures merry make, forget their duty.
Lily sheds tears of joy for the moon;
For the lover in the tiny pond she blooms.
The moon is a Brook of Joy mirroring in the lap of Nature;
Dazzles as a spring of Bliss in the human creature.
The beam is an ocean of peace, Tranquility, coolness;
To her glory, Dignity, Beauty human mind is unable to guess.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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