© Tri n tran(poetri)
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The lonesome stars twinkle dimly,
The orange moon puts on her silky veil
While hiding her shy beam.
Summer night, mournful skies gloomy
Without comets and star rocks,
Except now and then, a fiery ember
Sails by quietly without greetings.
Silence, a whispering wanderer,
Seeking a place to rest its wings.
Leaves have changed into night wear,
Swaying sadly while the breeze flutes its love music to the wrens.
My soul, an inhabitant of this galaxy,
Seeking liveliness elsewhere.