FULL MOON, SONNET.

O'Moon , O'Moon where have thou been so long lost?
Where thou keep travelling for like half -month, half year ?
Thine hidden DP for these days  hath made  me exhaust;
Now I urge thee to keep showing thine tender -glow DP clear.

Like the Sun and the earth, I seem thy real enemy,
And I'm full responsible for thine tragedy;
Like the Sun I keep fading thy Lucky destiny;
Like Earth's gravitation I keep pulling thy to my brutality.

Now thine status like a deer to be killed between two ferocious buffaloes ,
Thou can neither uprise nor can leap down to the earth's queer;
And thou hath to curse thy fate between two foes;
And now thou to survive thine tragic life in fear.

Still, O'Moon, I h've an appeal to keep thine DP ever shining,
So that, the earthly creature can refresh thine magnificence igniting.