even the rose of the moon
cannot escape from
the fate of withering
it's now snowing
but it will melt
tomorrow
you can get drunk
in your fragile dreams
but reality will come
so you want to challenge
against the passing of time
only death will accompany eternity
sad but true I fear...nothing lasts forever, everything changes and maybe that's how it should be..... Ruthy
What a gorgeouse poem. Divine descriptives.... imagery superb! HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
even the rose of the moon can't escape the fate....expressive..