The night encompassed his face and voice,
outside the blue window, alone he stood,
his thought returned to a doubtful choice
unfinished structure made from balsa wood.
The flying daughters of the night, wind-wrought,
escorted shades of dark and raindrops shed,
she fled, a monochrome contrast he sought;
in air her photograph reflects, misled.
The nighttime beckoned on its steady hold;
In that same sight, he touched her face and braved,
the longitudes besought, belied and called,
contrasting him outside his dream and grave.
In mid-air wafting a newspaper folds
dispatched strayng, renders his advance,
its insignificance and whirling molds,
before the sill amends his nightly dance.
Excellent extremely descriptive poet verse The night encompassed his face and voice............... 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Extremely descriptive this excellent poem and verse form! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! BRAVO 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++