THE MIST

The moon hides behind
the waves of a black cloud.
I remember yesterday's
moonlight
and the cold crazy mist
that encircles me

The monsoon was better
filling with happiness
I long the return of monsoon
the paper boat sinks
in front of my eyes.

Silent darkness
whisper the beauty of nature.
The moonlight shower blessings
and turned everything silver.
I wish this moment
last for ever,ever
and ever...