As the weary sun falls from the heavens
The moon creeps silently behind him
The light fading dim
Now darkness consumes
Dusk is bursting on the scene
The sun gripping on the brim
As sunlight grows slim
Streetlights now gently flicker on
Doors are closed
As the night washes over
The lights fades as no one knows her
People are laid to rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem