Silent whispers upon the night,
hang from stars of silver white.
Cling to dreams of heavy hearts,
wishful words from miles apart.
Across the sky blow winter winds,
bring others hopes around again.
Silent whispers that once belonged,
now a chorus in a winter’s song.
Broken hearts that never mend,
search for beauty at twilights dim.
A fragrant lily a single white,
carries silent whispers upon the night.
Steve, your poem is terrific. The imagery sticks in my mind. Plus... that title is captivating and haunting at the same time. 'Silent Whispers Upon The Night' is like a breakthrough that comes to dispel and/or remove one from the shadows of despair. This is very nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful images brought to mind. Thanks for a lovely poem.