The wait...

Wait, as I behold
Weightless, I do aim to be
And yet, in cold, I wait for the untold!!!

Waiting, ah yes, it does mould...
Me into the world that seems far and bold
Leaving me to ponder thus- Am I growing old?

I feel neither the pain, nor there seems any gain

Of this wait that seems eternal and in vain?

Yet, here I am, waiting to unfold...
A treasure that's precious but already sold
Alas!!! to me it is greater than any emerald, diamond or any gold!

Moon - The whiteness

Darkness, It is , my beloved most!!
Bright, it seems with you,
the host??

Subtly chasing off the heat...
Burning within and ...without.

Watching you soar
Up and down
My heart beats ceaselessly in  devout.

Oozing out whiteness
That enters my very soul
kindling a sweet turbulence
That cause ripples galore!!!

Oh!!! What a joy it is
To see you adore
darkness of the sky
Yes, my beloved most.