1 A.M.

How wonderful the night is, carrying all these dense emotions within its silence...

It's 1 A.M.

My soft whistle

Is busy smooching the whispering breeze

Wish I could perceive

How it feels.

It's 1 A.M.

The distant howling

Crashed in the ocean of my thoughts

Slowly drowning.

It's 1 A.M.

The crescent moon is fierce

Equipped to pierce

My gloomy soul with its dazzling light.

It's 1 A.M.

Pacific is now swirling above me

The luminescence is gone

But the melancholy is about to flee

For hope is smiling with glee.

It's 1 A.M.

Beyond the clouds,

Stars are dying for glancing

How my soul is dancing

Glowing the intact night

With all its might

Reviews

[Mary Jain]

Nice work and I loved it.