With the moonlight lit sky!
Flowers and leaves in the path spread like the stripes of the Cheetah!
My heart is like a Deer,
In the silence of this night,where I am going?
The silvery shadow of leaves on my body,
No other Deer in sight,
However far I go,
I only see the moon bent like a sickle
cutting the last golden grain
and then sinking slowly
the white eyes of the deer
go into the darkness of the sleep.
- Kamalhassan✨
Thanks to those loving gazes from your eye!
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