When the sun is down
The black night fills with moon
The cold lonely whisper comes like a fragile sound
Those stars twinkles along but in different tune
The isolated and lonely sometimes half broken
With the misery full, sometimes there is no moon on sky
The cold wind, with very dim sound has it spoken
And arose the full moon with own glory in the sky high
Yes, the black mark makes her question
For all the decision that was made
But still calm, peace nature had made her with best expression
The burden only the moon keeps, behind the dark shade
Even though twinkling stars isolate her like a cold stone
She rises with the white shine each night
In the herd of stars shining alone
Deeply she may be isolated, still shinning bright!
