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The Full Moon
Copyright © SHRAVANI MUKHERJEE
Its that hour of the day when..
Waiting for Hypnos to sing his lullaby
But staring from the curtained panes
Is the pearly Selene in the night sky
Many a Endymion hath fallen
Tangled in her web amor
The enchantress of Nyx
She is the Diana hallowed
A silvery shield, very gloriously pale
From atop the Olympian highs
Awed and revered by the twinkles
The stars are showering in Luna’s light
The full moon enchantingly bewitches
And drowns me in somnolence away from all plights
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