the sky tonight is peach
the air is still as death
the noise of day is done
and I am past my grief
the trees are black like lace
that shields the fading light
as moments of my life
I gather to my dreams
and I will take the dare
of peach tinged autumn days
and wait for day and noise
and long lost lace and grief
the sadness comes at dusk
the stars are firing up
as pain comes pouring down
then I must go my way
though life is everything
the seasons pass away
though life is beautiful
I know I cannot stay
Life is beautiful but whee there is birth there is death. A true philosophical poem is brilliant...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful tribute to life we experience as humans!