The Moon
written by: Smita
@WideYonder
The muddled moon
Lounging languorously
On feathery flecks of suds
Sweetened like candy floss
Imbued with intense wanderlust
The moon sets forth on a slow meander
Jaunting about lush wheat fields
White and yellow sweet clover
Quite soon stumbles on
Abiding hiatuses of rest
In the loch to hand
Luminosity
Earthy and wheaten
A delicious irony!
Smita Ray is the mother of two lovely kids who hails from northeastern India. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures along with her kids trying new recipes or crafting.
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