Scarred Eternally!

A thought so deeply etched in memory
Of a Knife plunged deep into my heart.
A dream that haunts me every night
Of an unfulfilled promise!

Should you come into my life?
And scar me eternally?

The promise of holding hands
And growing old together!
The assurance of a support
In times of need and despair.

Oh silvery old moon!
Why did you have to vanish?
To give way to new moon?

Leaving behind a shadow
Of the times we spent
And the dreams we shared-
A deep crater in my heart.

Should you come into my life?
And scar me eternally?

The Silver Moon

One of my Mundane scribblings:

Staring at the Milky Sea
Lying on the golden sand
Gobbling up the infinite beauty
Of the white silver moon.

Happy was I,
With a single twinkling star.
Never knowing the truth,
That it is a death star.

So lonely was I,
With the burn by the star
And the haunting memories left behind,
Stripping me of all emotions.

Then came the silver moon,
With all her untainted glow,
And no one saw me,
Except the silver moon.

Staring at her twinkling eyes,
Awed by her golden strands,
Gobbling up the infinite beauty,
Of her silver moon face.