Love happens only once, rest is just a dream of love.Life feels like a night without moon.
Eyes shedding the rain of tears, wishing for that moon to reappear.

Heart is angry that moon disappeared,
Leaving its sunshine alone,
To shine on its own.
But how would she say,
That she is incomplete without its moon?
Her heart still beating in the tune of love
Smiling and crying in those memories of love.

How could she not wish and crave for her moon?
When that moon was the only peace of her heart,
The solace of her soul,
The smile of her lips,
The blush of her cheeks,
The spark of her eyes,
And the most beautiful dream of her life...
But that is the broken dream now rained bit by bit with the tears of her eyes.
Everyday is like a thunderstorm,
Screaming that her moon is lost.
Emptiness kills her saying that her first love is lost.

But her heart still wishing for that moon to reappear,
Heartbeats also singing the tune of love,
Lips smiling in the memories of love,
No matter how many tears her eyes cry,
No matter how much the pain she bears,
No matter how long the wait will be, but her soul would only shine for her moon... her love would remain eternal for her only moon.

- Mahima Dua (Moni)