Perfect Smiles

Every night, the moon climbs up

And she goes to the balcony

There they gaze at each other

Uncovering the mysteries.

Sometimes, they receive a hello

From the cool breeze passing by

And they listen together to

The little murmur of green lives.

The stars smile at their stupidity

Wondering what makes them come every night

To the same place and not speak a word

And return to their lives with perfect smiles in their hearts..

-Rashmirekha Pandit

(17/10/16)