Silver moon

I was staring at silver moon The little food stuff felled down from spoon It took me years back of memory When I had really cried and felt sorry Two beautiful hands as if extended Some good words aired and recommended I could pick nothing but did not feel offended As they were meant for me to be attended It is good to be careful and attentive So you loose nothing and remain subjective Love and opportunities not afforded each time It is rare chance and comes only sometimes It is not that I remained less attached She was perfectly suited and matched Yet something really went wrong I was to be considered looser among She really made me happy and courageous Her backing was full of spirit and continuous I would have not dared to take big step forward If she was not going to offer me big reward She was in every inch or senses a perfect figure Any one would offer his hand for sure I was dreaming of day in night As she had promised me to do it right I came back in real life once again She was with like boom in moon I stared once again to find her near I couldn’t and was gripped by fear How many people may be lucky all the times? Who would see their dreams realized with smiles? I was fortunate to have lost her As she too was placed so near I am at peak of my carrier I heard she is also happier What matters most is stranger like feeling? When we had parted almost smilingly and willing I felt moon was about to hide behind clouds It was doing so without making any sound I saw her reflection as if shying away Where as I was never obstacle in her way