• divyanshu_writes 6w

    Moonlit

    The moon falls short of moonlit,
    I fall short of words,
    My pen falls short of ink,
    And my eyes fall short of blinks,



    The night falls short of stars,
    The solitude falls short of peace.
    My hands go cold, the room cozy and warm,
    Every time I try to express your dazzling beauty and unending charm..


    ©divyanshu