The Moon And My Wife Poem by Trailakya Roy

The Moon And My Wife



Moon Moon Silver Moon
You are calm and lovely.

But here is my Love-
Why she is ugly?

I brought her, she was like you

Thought I not then what she is now.

She was cute and calm- tender was her age,

She was a pure rose in her dress.

Sixty years passed, wrinkles in her face now.

She has changed a lot, know not how.

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Trailakya Roy

Trailakya Roy

Jalpaiguri, West Bengal
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