The stars shine heaven
Against the night;
With snow gleaming bright:
The buildings silhouette in shades of raven.
People rush in clouds,
*All befriended;
-songs raising splendid-*
An angel moon alights the route.
And she, so pleased to see the joy,
Shines in innocence sublime,
Her deaf, purblind light
-with smile so coy-.
Even the moon, in love, is blind.
Our light drowns the stars,
*And night triumphs.
The snow stained; a virus.*
The buildings all are deep, black scars,
And everyone's a crowd
-alone; apart-;
Depraved heart;
The moon: the only light to see through the shroud.
Rich man grow fat; poor man be shunned;
The fattened purse; the empty glove.
And all losing love
-and demons run-
Lit by the foolish moon above.
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
The stars shine heaven
Against the night;
With snow gleaming bright:
The buildings silhouette in shades of raven.
People rush in clouds,
*All befriended;
-songs raising splendid-*
An angel moon alights the route.
And she, so pleased to see the joy,
Shines in innocence sublime,
Her deaf, purblind light
-with smile so coy-.
Even the moon, in love, is blind.
Our light drowns the stars,
*And night triumphs.
The snow stained; a virus.*
The buildings all are deep, black scars,
And everyone's a crowd
-alone; apart-;
Depraved heart;
The moon: the only light to see through the shroud.
Rich man grow fat; poor man be shunned;
The fattened purse; the empty glove.
And all losing love
-and demons run-
Lit by the foolish moon above.
The stuff in asterisks are things I would like to edit a bit. Any suggestions would be appreciated.
