Sunday Poem By Shampa Saha

Brighter Than

Busy fairies on a horizon
Their flapping wings
Creaking and shripping of grigs and coos
Husky dusky slowly silently
Coming the night with bare palms
Moon feels shy and moon takes rest
Birds are searching shelter in their nests
Nestling are longing for womb to be warm
All the entire world so calm
Vesper eyes of dazzling night queen
Seems so dim missing the luna
But all longing to get her sooner
To dazzle in moonlight
To giggle in hey
To be blessed
And to stay
In a lightened manner as we want
To move the Luna’s magic wand
Only I was not seeking for the moon
As you to me is brighter than her and bluer than a deep lagoon.