exploring night mode photography + poetry

the past few nights i find myself staring at the infinite blanket of the night sky - how each night it's colours differ. there are days when the stars giddily dance and twinkle, as if a joyous celebration is happening in the heavens!

there are nights when the moon refuse to bring light - it is cold and dark and dead-silent.

once, every few months, the moon turn red, like the wine we had been drinking the past few weeks. or scarlet, in deep red like blood that gush out of that wound of yours, one that seem to not heal.

when i look at this black infinity of the endless nightsky i think of you and i and how i thought things would never end. you were my moon in every darkness - you were my light when i could not see in this pitch-black cage of a life....

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