The night passes through the dark tunnel,
and the wishes were flying across,
like the fireflies waiting for the night to end.
The moon uncovers from the thick clouds
and flashes on the silent water of the pond.
The wind is blowing thin night-suit,
making the silver beams to pierce through.
Before the constellation of stars portrays,
the night passed through the tunnel,
giving way to the daylight.
The moon uncovers from the thick clouds and flashes on the silent water of the pond. The wind is blowing thin night-suit, ...5 star poem
one thing I have learned with reading every night so many poems praise all of then brilliant NOBELS ur one for sure MAN
An enchanting work, evocative and mesmerizing. Thanks for sharing this treasure.
The moon uncovers from the thick clouds and flashes on the silent water of the pond.
Every eye is a garden of wonderful perception. Moon smiles with cloud. This poem is very brilliantly penned with wonderful stars.
Hope returned...Before the constellation of stars portrays, the night passed through the tunnel, giving way to the daylight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a night! Perfect!