Years & decades passed, still the moon shines.
Relieving thousand eyes, who called, its mine.
It has eye, eye that sees many bitter sweet
when every royal couple under it meets.
Majestic white beam spreaded like ocean,
gifting dark sky its sight like potion,
after when can sees thousand scenes of deaths and who frees.
Many kings, many things, many knights and many fights,
All under one moon that is above, shining bright.
War Ships, Ships in the dark sea without moon who has no great destiny,
captain shouted, "sail towards moon's glory who shines high."
Even those brave knights present in the ship, worship moon's eye.
Wars and peace all that moon sees, if get one pen, can write its own masterpiece.
Epic, epic will be called by the reader, who read the moon's eye shall declared as leader.
©abhijitdeb
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