Welcome to the blue moon

We live in a world where taste is common,
Like the mild hue of bread with cinnamon,
Or that subtle desire for lamb stew.
That longing for home that is overdue.

Sometimes the green grass could not be too green,
Nor the blue sky to be as what is seen.
Sometimes the heart is in a lullaby,
Of the parting; that's the saddest goodbye.

But despair not, for life is in rewind,
For you, for me, let's sit back and unwind,
I'll bring you the best that I'm able to,
On a steel platter with my portmanteau;
InsyaAllah if God permits me do.

- Nasir;
8th October 2013.