The Destitute Night Poem by Abdul Wahab
The Destitute Night
Long ago the sun has gone
Leaving a lingering reflection red
In shame the moon hides her face
Behind the cloak of darkness, all the
Creatures are in happy slumber deep
Only the stars and I am wide awake
They all stitch words in your praise
In glory and pride they offer at your feet
The beautiful flowers full of a blanket
But I make lei of tears to hang upon your breast
You have stunning beauty spread all over I see
But I have glorious darkness and golden despair
To offer you at this destitute night with glaring regret
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We are all the child of the Universe, it is better to dwell on beauty, harmony, lovely landscapes and smile and then our world turns into it, if we keep it long enough.