Night without Moon

The night is also left alone,

Without the moon,

I was wondering on the avenue,

With the dismay of misery as revenue,

The dark twilight hit me hard, 

Was looking up to find the moon as a trump card.

Whole planet tightly slumbering, 

And I was the only one marvelling,

Under the black sky,

My misery seems more massive,

As I was all alone with no moon like a cursive,

Why this happens I chatted with the sky,

The sky was black and blank with the clueless attire, 

I sat on the bench next to the tree,

It just a matter of one dusk to be,

My inner self came out to console me,

The dark sky agreed and clasped the hand with me.

 Wind mummers into my ears,

Every darkness has a glorious light at the end of the tunnel,

So what if the moon has left the sky alone...!

He will soon come back with a gorgeous enormous glimmer with all-stars to shine along.