Moon and Memories

Alike Moon

Memories too wax and wane

Trickling down through droplets on tender buds

A furtive glance blooms

amidst the rain that fumes

Did ether merge with air?

Alas! No epithet would truly declare

Incessantly, the world knits a new hive.

Every soul has a legacy to drive

Moolah allures, yet worries loom.

Behold the drifting allies.

Clinging to the boundless azure skies

when overcast, beget rains nascent.

Memories too wax and wane

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