Let’s sit around together here on the sleepy grass with our lovely families and well crafted Halloween Lanterns, It’s warm and peaceful
The wind is slowly blowing, making some funny shadows on our faces Let’s hear the sounds of fire songs, It sings from its heart, glowing shady
The wise air never gets burnt, air; it calmly hears the fire tell tall stories to cute little children and their parents, builds their little dreams Whispering nice good night to them, kissing them under the flickering stars and moon light Isn’t it a beautiful night?
Put off the lantern. I am waiting for the moon’s primal face. The lesser flamingoes were going to shed the pink color. Nude as a python, the kiss of pomegranates, kills by asphyxiation. I suffer in the hands of protests.
It was night sin of domesticity. Dyed, I am loading the white secret of pain in the hollow of a mayhem. Till every blunder takes a downward flight striping the outsized image of a kill. His flames are now singeing
Full moon night Sky covers with stars You by my side What else I want in this dark Holding your hand and Walking through the path Laughing at the useless talk Now a good company I have got Looking into