O Night, the darkest of my friends!
I've just tears to give you!
If you ask for more and plead
I've a heartful of sighs too!
Yet, never think that I am thankless
For thy priceless caresses and solace,
For the soft hummings of thy breeze,
And for thy blissful misty silence.
To the day I have given all I have;
And nothing is left when I come to you!
Tears, tears and tears alone
I pour out into thy dark feeble hands.
Yet, not a word of complaining
Slips out of thy dark blue lips.
You know, darkest of my friends,
That at last only tears are left for you!
I thing I wrote the opposite to your feelings. If time permits see my old poem MY DARK NIGHTS which is now in top 500 poems.....a much appreciated poem of mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For thy priceless caresses and solace, For the soft hummings of thy breeze, And for thy blissful misty silence. I loved these verses.Brilliant and majestic. Cheers.Shalom.10+++