Intentional Dissonance

In this silent street, as the night approaches
Moon shivers in a pool of water
Through the broken parts of sky,clouds escape
And she seems as distant as galaxy's edge

Wife waiting for her drunkard husband to come home
The unemployed youth dragging himself to his adobe
Tired shopkeepers closing their shops
And my existence lost in her memory

Thousand morbid realities clash with each other
The moon ashamed, disappears in darkness
As dark clouds cover the eyes of the sky
All that remains between me and you, intentional dissonance