It all came as a sudden desire

The red moon that stopped me was like a ball of fire

It had gleamed in the night

Before dream overtook me

I had dreamed for its sight

I am taken aback by the dark cluster in it,

Taken to the face of the hill

I am lifted closer,

Lifted closer to it, by the sweep of the air

I have stopped for the moon, or

Can I say tonight that the moon has stopped me?

By Sushant Thapa

From: Nepal

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