(c) Shilpa Sandesh Prophesies penned since a thousand decades, That the Blood Moon would bring, Cataclysm and alluvion, Why? I know not, neither do my heart, Wishes to know! Because, For me, this beauteous astral luminescence, The magnificent red, Glowing like a million red roses, Sprinkled with glitters and gleam, Is a message from him, Written with the ink of his soul, "I adore you my Dear one, I felt your tears in my eyes, My heart ached with your heart in stings, Weep no more, your pain isn't yours alone, Let me walk along" And I scribble my words on the beautiful Blood Moon, "I miss you most today, Come hither, hold my hand, Let me forget my piqued heart, In the warmth of your embrace"........