At night when moon slides downhill,
many emotions then unearth.
Savouring balmy glowing chill,
jasmine blooms lose themselves,
heavenly spell, in moon’s well.
Glens and glades, silent and still,
foggy hills, touch the stars,
a deception ,a mirage.
Pollen shower all over spills,
a shadow beneath drenched in tears,
lost in, mysterious fears.
Earth gazes through daffodils
dawn breaks, the white orb dissolves,
in a moment ,earth’s love lost.
Costanza: 5 or more 3 line stanzas. The first lines of all the stanzas can be read successively as an independent poem. Rhyme scheme: abb,acc,add,aee,aff...