Oh, the cloud is coming again, to hide my moon and put me in darkness.
When all I hope is for a brighter moonlight with a sweet smile in thy lovely face.
Why you cloud, again coming in my horizon, to disappoint me,
When I start to have some refreshing light in my heart.
You were always a shining peace of twilight, and now you turn and show your
Unreal mask… oh, my moon. why so cruel?
When the sweet smelling flowers of the heaven brings me the pleasant
Memories of my lost days, why you try to shroud it with the black rock of a rain.
Yet, hope for a happy mask, from you, removing the black one...
May the blessing of happiness be showered upon our hearts and soul…?
And you only taught me, that life is a happy mixture of good and bad,
But now I feel it not good all the times…
And pray for the cloud to rain from above and clear the horizon and
Let the moon shine brighter and brighter... and so sweet as always.
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Let the moon shine brighter and brighter... and so sweet as always like your poem