They Burn Out and Fall Down - 短诗

Here, gorgeous stars filled the clean sky

With the night breeze kissed my skin

It occurs to me

That I was here once ever in my childhood

When I looked up to this starry sky,

I did see thousands pairs of eyes,

    namely, called "happiness"

But now, everything is all but gone

Just a few glimmers were shimmering

I don't nearly know how many stars left,

I just something couldn't see it clearly at night.

Stefano / 2018.1.21