As the glowworms in the stygian night
Throw flickers of light like scattered gems
When little birdies cuddle under their mother’s warmth
I sense the indulgent grip of Sleep
Who takes me to his gilded chamber of dreams!
Tell me of what ethereal wine you are drunk That so much poesy brims in your head Like glowing glowworms without a cease Casting imagery day and night (10)
Oh.... Love this piece of 'class' poetry! Thank you! When words of encouragement drip as honey And make me ride on a pony I soar into the mysterious realms of fantasy And verses, though empty, come to me bubbly!
After reading the poem I seem to understand where dreams come from. Beautiful choice of words to describe Sleep, our friend. Thank you.
As the glowworms in the stygian night Throw flickers of light like scattered gems When little birdies cuddle under their mother’s warmth I sense the indulgent grip of Sleep Who takes me to his gilded chamber of dreams! .....so wonderful expression. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Scattered gems motivate mind with beauty of glimmering force. An interesting poem is beautifully penned.
The second line of this poem is indeed a real gem, imprinting vivid imaginations!
I sense the indulgent grip of Sleep Who takes me to his gilded chamber of dreams! A nice five liner.................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have brought elements of sweet sleep, From glowworms and stygian night's leap. Cuddle of mother to her little birdies, Warmth of mother that mutes worries. Indulgent grip of Sleep brings a dream, ..........10 'Sleep' is your poem full of cream. I have no words to offer you thank, May God bless you for poesy bank.
Enjoyed your nice piece of poetry! Thank you sir!