The moon like part,

which got pierced by the eyes,

all what can be seen,

is his soul and butterflies.

The moon like part,

which starts to race,

by exploring together,

blooming at a slow pace.

The moon like part,

got melted by the ice,

after snow fight fun,

was filled with sighs.

 The moon like part,

lost path in fun,

but regretted later,

as it was nothing but a pun.

And this moon like part,

forgot the truth of the world,

thought reached the paradise,

but where tied was the bird.

Why this part,

is so easy to sway?

Because of transparency,

or flexibility of clay?

Beacause of this battle,

the truth is very far,

in search of identity,

this heart is all scarred.