The yellowish Moon, such a desperate creature,
Was left in the dark sky to suffer from pain...
And even despite her goddess-like features,
She has to conceal golden tears in the rain...
Her love is as deep as a bottomless sea,
Her feelings would lead to numerous tides.
Her shining look is a mask, which you see,
Her spirit flies down and in gloomy pools hides.
- Mood:
calm
An unknown painter,
a well-known tool,
this masterpiece later
will emerge from the pool...
Such a wonderful colour,
such a true-to-life scene,
a crimson-red flower
renders a sin...
The messy blood spatters-
to Harmony, Peace,
The thing that matters
is, but his caprice....
- Mood:
thoughtful
Fed up with my daily usual routine, this hectic pace of life...May everything becomes a movie to give me an opportunity to freeze the most wonderful "scenes" to enjoy and drown in their positive energy......
Have I said "freeze"?... yeah, I seem to have got carried away with the winter-related vocabulary.......I can't help feeling it......It's freezing cold inside me....
- Mood:
lonely
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