The night is falling
Over my dreams
Wrapping them in a darkness
Both subtle and screaming
The moon cannot reach
The bottom of my heart
To bring to light the sight
Of a panting love
What is crown of creation
So easily becomes someone's abyss
Within me sighs a mad breeze
Lamenting the starvation
Of unheard prayers
Within me cries a dry stream
Envying the kissing lovers
And fate's blue-eyed folks
Whose pain cannot even match
A poor man's unshed tears
Do the stars belong to all of us
Rich and poor alike
The darkness is quiet…
Quieter than the gods
Outstanding Poem! ! ! ! Some thoughts provoking questions: Whose pain cannot even match A poor man's unshed tears Do the stars belong to all of us Rich and poor alike
Hi Nosheen, Very enchanting poem. Very poetically expressed “The night is falling Over my dreams Wrapping them in a darkness” Loved the way the poem bloomed. Steals the readers’ heart. A million hundreds..And onto MyPoemList.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a beautiful, yet profound poem Bravo!