O Moon

Envying the Moon

O moon, 

I envy your luck,
While here I am stuck;

O moon,
Waltzing amidst the stars,
To be near you each spars;
You shine even with your scar,
You smile n soothe or start a war.
looking at with a sigh
and night flies by

O moon,
You go where you wish n be gay,
Meet a lonely sun during the day;
He can merely hide you in his ray,
Meet you, he can’t when his heart say;
Craving with a glint of pain,
you smile back moving cloudy mane.

O moon,
I envy your luck,
While here I am stuck;