The moon is broken like the pennant of a widow, Every star friendless; sunk into thoughts. Very tired laying restless on the pillow. Clouds of grief stay like a funeral.
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Moon is broken like pennant of a widow,
Every star friendless sunk into thoughts,
The very first verse attracted me so much.
thank you dear poet for this poem. tony
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Moon is broken like pennant of a widow, Every star friendless sunk into thoughts, The very first verse attracted me so much. thank you dear poet for this poem. tony