Alone!

Sitting alone in the room

i saw the lonely moon,

Fighting with all its might

against the starry goons.

I saw the argument going out of tune

with clouds increasing the plight(difficulty)  of moon,

Challenging its existence like a pro

and mocking the nicety of it's  glow.

The moon was silent

quiet, and full of woe,

Waiting for the morning 

to remove the scars from top to toe.

And, trust me !

I saw the morning wiping away

not the scars,but the moon

just like yesterday,

And, With all hopes shattered & faint

i took the embrace of dreams, again.