Looking at the bright moon was a comfort to my painful heart
The light from the bright moon encouraged my thoughts to shine
Among the twinkling stars, the moon appeared as if it is an emperor
I told my heart to shine like a moon to become an emperor among stars
Sans confidence my heart appeared as if it is not able to reflect light
It condoned with the small sins and pains which seemed like black spots
I looked at the moon, where black spots are more evident than my heart
Knowledge revealed that those black spots are the signs of survival effort
My conscience again returned to earth to see the black spots of my heart
I recognized each of them have a memory of pain and so sign of anguish
I felt that without those black spots, moon cannot be a symbol of beauty
Sans those signs of pain my heart also cannot brighten as the moon.
This resemblance brought a great deal of confidence into my heart
I was consoled by this great thought of calmness without any effort
In calmness, I was surprised to see the presence of greatness at heart
Now I realize that I am also brightening like the moon, the emperor
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