Once in a blue moon we get to talk

And I wonder from where she gets the feeling to be like an ocean 

The river which never gets to meet with its tradition 

As ocean keeps changing its place to focus on the ambition

Oh and he gets into thousands of emotions

Surfing and surviving back into the river of its own composition 

She is fair and alive like a migratory bird 

Which sings and tastes the melody far beyond the horizon

He has shared every emotions

And she is aware of the forecast 

But stands and holds strong like a root 

Taking hold of a tree and not deviating from letting go of its fruits

Oh and he lets her go

And wishes the best for what she believes and wants to achieve

As this is the least what he can do 

As life, love and its desires sometimes has to lose the grip once in a blue moon 

By Moin Uddin

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