Raindrops of Reality - [poetry]

Moonlight Shadow

A river has motion like blood in our veins;
continuous liquid coming from the ocean, replenished by rains.
Under the moonlight, the water will shine;
molding the chaotic night upon us pristinely divine.

But the black moonlight on the ground
saunter where no one can distinguish,
except the night who can hear the sound;
I bitterly crave this time with languish.

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