On a dark gloomy night,
I asked the half moon light,
awed on it's gracious sway,
embrace me did I say,
in your immaculate light,
afar from anagram of this despicable fight,
brimming of it's disgust and discontent light.
Moon in reply did say,
why do you cry hey,
don't you see the stars in the sky,
lightning your nights out of shy,
and the coming day,
will douse you in its sway,
this is the gospel truth gods did say,
Enjoy your life hey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice....deep thinking....awesome :)