THE LAST LONELINESS.

Alone in the dark of night

I stand in orchard in my lawn

A star shines solitary

Blinking with a secret of heaven

Angel has left to the skies 

With its colored wings

Pervading the hearts of men

Which were filled with a fragrance

It smells none of earthen flowers

Nor those of paradise

It smells none of mountain buds

Nor those of the rivers

An island stood above the sea level

With a coral forest around

Reefs suffer assaults 

From the deep blue water. 

Mountains join the ocean 

In this tiny island

Heaped with sumptuous fruits 

And with a grove of trees. 

Afar, comes the ship

With wingless souls

The captain has a sinister smile

In his lips closed and thin.