The Stars Are Shining Bright Tonight Poem by Valerie Dohren
The Stars Are Shining Bright Tonight
The stars are shining bright tonight
And the moon is gently glowing
The land is softly bathed in light
But a cold, cold wind is blowing
Yes, a cold, cold wind is blowing
My eyes no longer see the sun
Nor yet all the skylarks flying
The time for weeping has begun
And I am in sorrow crying
Yes, I am in sorrow crying
Where is the joy that was so true
O where is the love o’er-flowing
Lost are the dreams that I once knew
With heartache and sadness growing
Yes, heartache and sadness growing
The stars are shining bright tonight
But the world is gently sighing
Who will now hold me warm and tight
For my soul is slowly dying
Yes, my soul is slowly dying
Oh painful in beautiful flow...i am happy to give you the tenth 10 :) _Soul
Anyone can philosophise and just tell things to sooth your mind Valerie. I fear I cannot do that. In fact I believe you are already a strong person and you can still be sober about facts irreversible. A poem that reminds of you Valerie the skylark that can still sing.
Dear Valerie, Its a beautiful poem of love lost. The poetess is reflecting through the background of stars, moon, sun and cold wind about how he left her weeping and in sadness. Nice poem to read. Manohar Bhatia.
This is a beautifully written and deeply emotional poem, that is felt right in the heart and soul.... So expressive in your heartache, I pray that it may get bearable. {{{hugs}}} to you Val, along with tears.
A sad but very beautiful poem, Valerie. Raw emotion tinged with grief, cleverly worded. An enjoyable read, as always. Well done.
Feelings are deep and directly from the heart. Reading this poem loud pausing after each stanza provides great relief. Thank you.
The sense of loss and longing for the dear one, everything is delicately woven.Val, you are always superb!
This poem, as indeed some comments below, made my lips quiver, my eyes blurred. 'The time for weeping has begun And I am in sorrow crying Yes, I am in sorrow crying'.... Infectious feelings! 'Who will now hold me warm and tight For my soul is slowly dying Yes, my soul is slowly dying.'..... Hugs! I do not know whether you have read the readers' comments or not. If you have, you've seen that you are not alone in suffering the grief and pain. We empathize!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 6:42:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow, such pathos, presented in such an amazing poem. Even the stars must in some way shed a tear.