shadows of the long night hidden under trees,
are hiding their affections, for the artificial light.
delighted with glitter, twinkle neon lights
are counting on smiles of stars, so as on commercials,
because behind the horizon, they are disappearing
somewhere earlier, when the dawn is bursting through,
with bleached pink, chasing the moon away, to the silver
cradle, to sleep one`s fill with the darkness, and in
order that it allow the sun, to give hopes on tomorrow.
hadows of the long night hidden under trees, are hiding their affections, for the artificial light. delighted with glitter, twinkle neon lights...................beautiful imaginery...........keep writing...........
Beautiful, romantic, it has the specific climate and your writing is feeling. Very much I like it :) DA
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I would like to translate this poem
beautiful write up. There is always hope for tomorrow.10++++