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  While the birds depart home in steady pace, And the day's Sun bid to veil his face, Soon bats savour the moonlight in dream, Letting their grips loose to the night's stream. Flaps of wide wings echoed the down hills,  Awaking all such nocturnal one's strong wills. The blue moon milks her light profusely,  Wreathing the dusky earth ever steadily.  Caressing with the lingering fingers, Of moon's blue beams of light that enters,  The deep canyons where the bats breed, While the world easily forgets it creed, Even sloth's slumber gives its way, To the endless nights to stay, Wishing the nocturnal life to reign,  While the day takes a dip in pain.  The twigs around whispered to the leaves, Of the advent of the freezing breeze,  Soon the streams found smeared in hue,  Drenching in heaven's nectar to subdue,  The earth that steeped in slumber,  Forget me not but remember,  it's me the Moon,  Yet, not to depart soon.  ...

                                                                       Pic Courtesy: Google Images I am a lone-wolf in the blue night Hungry as ever climbing the height Never deterred by the gripping fright To clasp the moon with my snug fist. Loner was I often crowned By the people who are not around Battling down the naysayers found To sail past against the grain bound. I have stalked the terrains all my life Tracking down the peaks in pace When the hunger tears my gut in haste Howls spill out of my swollen face While the nippy gush of the wind nor cease. I badly want but can’t sleep For the hunger ravages my gut very deep While the trees at the hillock weep In frozen gales that ever sweep. Ever loyal am I...