Category : Poems

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How beautiful is the moon,
shining brightly under the starry night.
Always hiding herself during the moon,
so you'll never know if she cries.

Alone she sits in the sky,
Guiding those who need her light.
Warming the hearts of those who cry,
but she always kept herself locked up tight.

Though surrounded by many stars,
In the lonely place, she would rather be.
In consequence, produced by many stars
Can you hear her silent pleas?

How beautiful moon,
alone in sadness, pain and lonely
Wanting someone to talk to her.
To hear her pleas of wanting,
Confined in the tight cage.

Always away from people, away from pain,
she hides herself, in plain sight.
Told you once and told you again,
the story of the beautiful moon
whose light always glowed brightly in a night