🌙 White Boots and Moonlight

 

White Boots and Moonlight

By Debasish Mondol

The way she smiled, a spark in the air,

A moment so soft, none could compare.

She danced with the breeze, so quiet, so true,

Her white boots kissed the pavement like dew.

I stood there still, heart skipping a beat,

As she floated like music, so gentle, so sweet.

Moonlight adorned her, a heavenly sight,

A princess in white, glowing soft in the night.

She looked up once, and our eyes briefly met,

A gaze I will cherish, a love I won’t forget.

The stars held their breath, the night turned gold,

In that fleeting glance, my story was told.

So here I write, with a heart that believes,

In dreams born on moonlit, whispering eves.

If fate ever guides her back to my world—

She'll know she was loved.

 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓁𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝓁𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈

🌱 𝓈𝑜𝓌𝑒𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓈

𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝐿𝑜𝓇𝒹’𝓈 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃,

😔 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝑒𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒻𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔

𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝐼 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹."

— 𝒟𝑒𝒷𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝑀𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓁 ✍️

 

Lonly Moonlight

In the depths of a moonlit night,

I wander the fog-laden streets,

Where chilling whispers kiss my hair,

And shadows dance in whispers fleet.

A shiver runs through the icy air,

As echoes of solitude call my name,

Am I dreaming, or is it real?

A fleeting specter, both wild and tame.

Lonely paths stretch beneath my feet,

Each step a note in the night’s soft song,

In the embrace of the misty hush,

I lose myself, where shadows belong.