the moon is sinking in the west
where it becomes a tear
that falls upon forsaken stars
beyond the atmosphere
and there appears a silhouette
within the grieving night
then I recall the one I loved
before the death of light
the dark reveals a broken dream
a moonlit rhapsody
another time another place
in breathless harmony
but soon the sun will rise again
to steal my dream away
yet I would rather hold the night
than emptiness of day
still dawn deprives my fantasy
and robs all hope of bliss
as light intrudes into my room
to seal a parting kiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so lovely. Beautifully written. Nature n feelings are intermingled perfectly. Yes, we'd rather have the dreams of night than the emptiness of the day. A super 10
Thank you Nosheen. I am so glad you like it. There can come a time in life when dreams are much better than reality.