Oh! Moon dear moon every night you abused me, <br />Let me tell you, with your love, thirty times you amused me. <br />Thousands of nights I remained your beloved, <br />Nothing in me was remained untouched, <br />Your cool white light and your charming face, <br />Induced your love, your beauty and your grace, <br />Since my early childhood you made me amorous, <br />You made my soul pneumatic and porous <br />You got in my soul you entered my heart, <br />My feelings and my thoughts are merely your art. <br />Your lessons of love I applied in my life. <br />I returned all that to my lovely wife. <br /> <br />Your phases told me how time is passed, <br />How death is embraced, how life out classed, <br />We rise like a crescent and die in dark, <br />The full moon nights with flowers in a park, <br />During these thirty days your ups your downs, <br />Sometimes pocket less sometimes full of crowns. <br />The abuses of love are better than uses, <br />The uses of hate are worse than abuses, <br />I am happy Oh! Moon being abused by you, <br />A lot of thanks, being amused by you. <br />I flown with you many colorful kites, <br />I returned all that in my humble writes.<br /><br />Akhtar Jawad<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-moon-my-abuser/
