such rare moments of love -
leave self gasping;
almost every hour of a day,
Self-doubt dominates self-respect;
Under a tearful moonlight,
unshed hope plead to be discovered;
When all is done,
Would prayers lead to utopian heavenly gates;
Just self who would left hoping,
that never arrived?
The faithful moon tries to stay
While turmoil uncalms
in times of solitude.