Crying in the pallid night
Crying in a dreary sleep
Crying torrid shades of ember
For the washed out faded days
And the you that I remember
My tears await a supreme sign
To tell them dry or keep on running
My blurry eyes contrive a scheme
Of truthful words that cease becoming
And remain a blissful dream
Wishes don't accept objections
Conviction doesn't face projections
Confidence grows into doctrine
With unimpaired withdrawal signs
Until your memory catches mine
Love your style, Julie. Great poem. Especially the lines: Crying torrid shades of ember/For the washed out faded days. Julie, have you considered transforming this poem into a song? I think it would make a good one. Congrats on Poem Of The Day. Well deserved.
brilliant work here..! love how this feels as I read? so many good lines. :)
crying the pain of heart shedding as tears; oh the tears- stream of remembrance!
Wishes don't accept objection. beautiful piece of poem.Well done! SYLVA-ONYEMA
A beautifully poignant piece- - I especially love the first stanza and, well, the whole rest of the poem! Very deftly accomplished. Bravo!
Like floating perfume Is love in the air When for another, You really care. And so is your poem, A lovely delight, For all to read, By day or by night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an excellent song! I actually sang it aloud even before I learnt it was a song. I want a copy of it? ? ?