#Slf_Fortnightly_Poetry_Contest – 02
Dead moon
It is night,
and the Moon is in the light.
My soul is cold,
and my heart hugs and supports me.
It’s a dead moon,
I said to myself and stayed under the sky.
All my feelings are numb,
I do not feel anything,
I just want peace and love
to rule everywhere.
I will go to dreams,
where the dream is magical,
and the moon alive.
Author: Andrej Jankov
