A Note To The Moon🌚✨







 Dear moon for you to know - You are the ray of glare   that forces my eyelids to open the doors of it's   vision  everytime when I want to embrace the   melancholic terrain brimmed in the cold, silence   and  magical sensation of night for it breaks down   the lies of day, sorrows of past, thoughts of future,   emotions of the heart and finally grab each other's   hand to melt deeply in the grave of the core. 


Thanks to your spark that enlightens me with the knowledge of my own reality , for making me caress my wounds so that I could jump into dawn with immense vigour, hope and vitality after every stardust of dark solitude amidst the souls around me. 


Thank you for all the unsaid words of wisdom flicked upon me with your gleam. For evoking inspiration in my heart's realm with the silent rhythm of your cold breeze to embark the beautiful journey that lie ahead of my destiny. For being the lit of my life and the soul of my words when I embrace the lifeless paper with the ink of my thoughts. 


Thanks for being the light of hope through every night that seems hopeless. For being a companion who keeps on listening to my blabber without any complaints. For being the enchantment that wipes away my regrets and for showing me that even the most beautiful occult like you live with scars that fades away with time. 


Thank you. 

@anu__anil.






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