The Tough Pilgrimage
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Charming night is still young
And the dark sky is getting old.
Virgin Moon roams around
Until the dawn comes.
Proud Sun burns
And makes wild fire in the hearts of solitary pilgrims.
But still they are ready to worship in the decayed Inn of life.
I dedicate this poem to my poet friend Duncan.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş