It was a dark quiescent night…
Only a solitary start was at sight.
I was trotting down the memory lane;
It seemes I have nothing to gain.
Life is eternally static for the past few months,
With affluent dreams, dissolving in my own thoughts.
I like to stare, to fantasize your face;
I still feel the warmth of resting in your embrace.
Desires drive towards immense desperation-
And ultimately ends up with the deep frustration.
It was a magical night, accompanied by the fascinating moon-beams,
I visited all the long-departed dreams.
Then the morning rays emerged with vigorous ecstasy
And the sparkling dews dazzled with fantasy-
But my mind plunges into deep darkness,
And the decayed heart drifts away into the land of broken dreams.