O moon!

Who have born with
no silver spoon in mouth,
they better feel your silvery light.

Who have made their contiguous
more luminous, your beauty
they are deprived.

Arrogant sun ignites torch
to see your exquisiteness
but behind the earth you hide.

Calm ocean sails up
to feel your beauty from closer,
when you are full in night.

Clouds play with you
sometimes keep you veiled,
but can’t keep much longer hide.

Seeing your splendid look
all the shining stars of blue
twinkle and shy.

Governments not imposed yet taxes
and human have not fixed the price,
because you live in sky.

whenever I look you O moon! in the sky
my mind, reminiscence of beloved occupy.