When night had come
And the day had fled
When the door was shut
And I crawled to bed,
You broke upon my thought
As a euphonic melody
You knocked upon my heart
As a sweet memory
Your voice trailed across to me
Waking me from semi sleep
Driving my languor away
Filling me with sensations deep
I felt the warmth of your tumultous passion
The soft touch of your caressing hands
The musky odour of your fragrant breath
The gentleness of your adoring glance
You opened the window to let in the light
Not leaving me grope in blinding night
You took me to the seas of shore less delight
And hovered over me like a heavenly sprite
You enlivened every atom of my being
Kindled in me the fire of desire
Swept me off my feet by the inundating tide of love
My sleeping passions, you set to fire
But Alas! With my senses lulled to sleep
Leading me into a state of heavenly calm
Through the window lying ajar
You faded out like an evanescent dream!
Beautifully written Valsa you paint a lovely picture of a perfect love. You knocked upon my heart as a sweet memory what a beautiful line a definite ten
Superb! ! Enthralling! Very well written with thoughts and feelings welling up beautifully, stanza by stanza. The full expression of love...why should that be just in a dream, trying to grope in the dark, only to find one touching emptiness?
Dreams are like bubbles.......Valsa......fading away when you are trying to grasp them......great imagery great write
This is a beautiful poem on Love and dream having haunting expression with nice collocation. The first two stanzas are the beginning of love. Fourth stanza expresses the feeling of love incisively. The concluding stanza is much impressive. Thank you dear madam for sharing this gem.10
Sweet memories! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thinking and belief, is always a relief, it is personified, life is rectified, pains become dormant, and the end is pleasant.
I can completely relate to this, and I've had several dreams that pick me up only to bring me crashing down - just like this one. I've written about them in Beautiful Dream and Wondrous Daydreams, but nothing nearly as enrapturing and expressive as what you've done here. As always: Poema Perfecto ~Nika
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God made this lovely lines like Meera to Him