Blurred world ..

Sometimes in a clear night
When everything is still
There is a wobble, a shiver
That the moon appears to have ..

The stars that arrange themselves
In all possible orientations
Somehow tend to lose symmetry
And they wobble, enlarge and contract...

Sometimes as we look up into
The dark night full of stars
We search, something, so hard
And find nothing more than the twinkling...

And sometimes when we see
The wobbling, the shivering of
This otherwise still moon ... Its nothing..
But a tear in our own eyes that just appeared...

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hamza ..