One day the moon confessed,
I am just a silhouette.
I wish you could see you
The Dying Darkness
That has shadowed my reflective image!
I wish I could show you,
When you are happy or in incandescence,
The deathly blackness
Of your own Being!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Captivating poem.bravo!