Poem || The moonlight

The sun sets effortlessly at the end of the blue sky,
Then a strange fear arises in my mind,
As if a thousand stories have hidden themselves invisibly,
I search to find them with the touch of a dream.

The moonlight shimmers in the water of the river,
As if someone is choosing words in waves.
The birds return to their own destination on tired wings,
I only wait for love.

No matter how many storms come on the path of life,
The lights will burn like flames,
At the end of the day, who will win, no one knows,
Death or no one in this world.

So I write all the stories of this life,
Every word is a silent scream,
Again, a soft touch seems to make me shiver,
I am lost in the unknown.