MOONLIGHT

The sky turned red, as the stubborn clouds hovered about,
While the brisk ice crystals, plunged onto the feeble land,
Making life so difficult and exasperating, as account,
Forcing such a night unforgettable, with no delight,
For no reason can these emotions be portrayed,
Imposing lifelessness, sadness, discomfort and pain,
On all, but one, the sweet moonlight.