Staring at the street of mid-night moonlight
Of the new moon so dark and so calm,
Like the frost in the mid-winter cluster morning,
Dazzling and crackling with the triumph of victory,
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With the fluid of, The nasty mind games, Gambling of charm and glows of day, Bubbling in the cart of the desert, so furious it was.....this is a just a wonderful poem.. dear poet. you are simply marvellous.. thanku God bless u dear poet. tony
A nice write... Keep it up.. I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too.. Naila