the moon shines delightful
against the skyline meaningless
nobody notices its glow any more
sorry skyline overhead tonight
rooftops stand in silhouette
silent and motionless
what lies within its possibility
awaiting to be accepted
but the blind walk past
and in sorry regret
the picture lays forgotten
shallow moon sinking in
to the night we all retreat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem