He came to me in a foggy night
Into sorrow tears I accepted his words
From darkness he shows me a bored world
Offering me a life out of space and time
Time goes away
Flowing the river of poetry
He teaches me day by day
How to play a flute hardly
In that hut I couldn't feel the time
Only caring about improving always
Reading nature through the days
The aiming I've got and hold tight
Now all I've loved lies beneath
Remaining the coldness from years ago
Had my master lied at last
Heading me to the land of unknown?
All words you told me
Should I ignore?
Master of The Perfect Word
Tell the truth:
Have I something
To learn from you?
Nowadays I dream of killing him
My loved master who cared me through
Who broke my life in two keeping
All I knew and wanted to
Tears of sorrow wake me up
In the midnight only the moon sees me so deep
Memories from a drowsy life
Now - master - it's time to leave.
Tribute to Hermann Hesse.
A moving composition, really a beautiful poem. Love and add 10. The last stanza is beautiful- 'Tears of sorrow wake me up In the midnight only the moon see me so deep Memories from a drowsy life Now – master – is time to leave.'
Dear fellow poet Allan Macli Borges, keep working on those big ideas. Keep on selecting strong words and put them nicely in well balanced phrases. You have a future in poetry. Time will prove this. Keep working your new poems always with love and devotion. They are your children...and if well brought up by you they will be also children of the universe!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a perfect ending for a good poem.... Now – master – is time to leave....is a beautiful line....the +++ line of this poem... keep riting...let me see more! !