Full Moon

Full Moon

I gazed at the Full Moon, pear shaped
glowing like a freshly minted jewel;
Crevices shaped like a wispy cloud
seem to shadow a deep-layered mystery;
Somewhere in the lifeless expanse
Is a beauty that remains nonpareil.
An odd ensemble of precious brains
has unmasked it as bare carbuncle;
Space gadgets unveiled the final visual
of a rolling wilderness without a story;
Yet when a Full Moon ranges in the sky
the endless cosmos fills the eye.

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About K.S.Subramanian

Published two volumes of poetry through the Writers Workshop, Kolkata, India titled Ragpickers and Treading on gnarled sand. My poem Dreams bagged the cash prize award from Asian Age, a reputed daily. Poems and short stories have appeared in several web sites of reputation and standing. Writing is a nourishing experience. Otherwise feel emaciated.

6 thoughts on “Full Moon

  1. Parneet Jaggi

    A short piece encompassing eternity in a nutshell, drawing moon on a metaphysical canvas

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  2. Swati A Gadgil

    Yet when a Full Moon ranges in the sky
    the endless cosmos fills the eye…..
    Very true…. fascinating

    Reply

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