An evocative love poem that serenades nature, by Monika, exclusively for Different Truths.

When sprigs
of a tree become
swaying silhouettes,
 
When lustre
touches the mien
of the graphite night,
 
When Heaven
above glitters
in a silver starlit veil,
 
When moonbeams
walk gracefully
on the lightless path,
 
When the moon-glint
paints golden hues
into the misty grey,
 
When the dainty light
warms the eyes,
until dawn arrives,
 
When the sunset hues
kiss the dawn,
waiting as a standby.
 
Like the Moonlight
I'll caress you,
but wispily.

Picture design by Anumita Roy

Monika Ajay Kaul

Born in the breathtakingly beautiful vale of Kashmir, Monika had her schooling there. A postgraduate in Business Management, an academician by profession, she is an art history enthusiast, writes poetry, short stories and paints. An avid reader, mostly biographies and autobiographies. Giving wings to her imagination through beautiful colours and words, she sings and has a following on YouTube.

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