Night Moon Can't Smile

The silent night I was silent looking at the charm of the moon shining brightly with the light shining reflecting the eyes towards the middle of the light covering an empty heart there was no friend in talking and telling stories as if the moonlight was fighting feelings that were whipped so spicy that it pierced the spine. I feel remembering the dark times and can't smile facing the moonlight that can't be blocked by the clouds if the moon can talk maybe he will scold me gently and say why are you alone I can't smile seeing you with such a heavy face like someone who has lost half a soul.

The moonlight has radiated its love but my heart remains on what I feel can't change, if only everyone was like the moon who didn't choose love to receive its light, maybe feelings would not be whipped to a world that continues to teach lessons about the meaning of life. A very cruel hard time befell me with the memory of the mind returning in the silence of the night the world seemed to turn and spin not clockwise.

My head is bowed when remembering the dark times that have hit my body but the moonlight with its white light has lifted my head as if to give the meaning I have to rise from all the difficult times that have taught me to fall and get up from the torment of feelings because the heart is separated from happiness and peace. The moon is always there when the time comes to replace the sun at noon but my heart is always in my inner being every time it hits like rain that won't stop hitting the roof tiles, time to make people lock themselves in the house.

I'm sad in the moonlight but the moon doesn't laugh at me like people who don't want to see me happy, they can only see me in a state of not being able to move against the bitter taste of the water of life. Why is bitterness greater than happiness? maybe the moon will smile hearing that because he is older than me but I just saw him looking at me with tension and not giving any suggestions.

The moonlight has opened a new leaf with books and writings, leaving old records that cannot be recounted. The moonlight tonight makes my heart full of light and light but I am very concerned when the moon is not able to give a smile to comfort a lonely heart.