The Moonlit Sky

The Moonlit Sky turned her gaze into my eyes,
I became fascinated as it turned into the most beautiful lies,

Roads burning in delight,
People walking beside,
As I look onto them,
They were imposters of my conscious mind.

And I hated delusional illogical liberty given to the mind,
To be independent by all means and make my mind grind.

The Moonlit Sky ❤ , which made me do the crime,
which never was of my prime,

I can't write much into this rhyme,
And I know it is getting into grime.
- Yahya Tarique.