As the moon hides behind the grey clouds, As the soil smells of petrichor, As the wind blows colder than usual, That’s when I know, That...

It smells of petrichor tonight, As I walk back on the winding road towards my home, But, I look up in the sky, Finding no clouds, But...

The crescent moon, Tells me to write a poem, About how I’ve stopped thinking about him, He is a tease I must say, For bringing him again...

He peeps through the glass windows, Wondering what you’re writing today, A few lines later, Wondering for whom are you writing today? He...

I can’t overlook him, He’s the shining sun, Booming with love. An eclipse of distance, Shadows the star, Blocking all the smiles. One...

Hiding behind the clouds, The moon casts a silver line, The breeze cutting through, Makes it all alive. Clouds covering the shiny white...

I wake up with sudden white light on my face. Shielding my sleep filled, groggy eyes with my left hand, I try to cover my head with the...

Fifteen days of phases, Then you disappear, For a day, Making sky so lonely, Almost a repelling fear. In a parallel world, Fifteen days...

How calming are the shores, Of the earth, When the waves strike, Dancing on the words of the moon, To make people like me, To fall in...

There must be some magic, In the beauty of the moon, As everyone falls for it, Every time they take a glance at it. #writing #moonpoetry...

To and fro, To and fro, To and fro, I swing endlessly, The light breeze hitting my face, Blowing my hair wild, The hand stretching out,...

We are under the same sky, In the same time zone, Seeing the same stars, Looking at the same moon, Wishing, Dreaming, Hoping, For things...