A Limousine hit a beggar and ran away.
He made a big laugh before he dies
And murmured in the moonlit night;
'Moon never appears as a witness in the courts
That I am sure, but I love her as I realized at last
She cannot come down.'
Such a tender-hearted piece, Nimal. Your Romeo and his Juliet moon lovers. So sad. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
More tears than laughter in this poem. Stark, clearly drawn imagery. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silent witness for the last laugh better when twitter is on the moon clever fun read regards