Last Love Poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
Last Love
O, how in our waning days
We love more tenderly and more obsessively. . .
Shine on, shine on, the parting rays
Of our last love, our setting sun!
Shadow's embraced the heavens,
A glow still wanders in the West,-
Hold back, hold back, o dying day,
Prolong, prolong enchantment.
The blood may thin within our veins,
But in our hearts some tenderness still reigns. . .
O you, our final love!
You are both paradise and bane.
Such a great poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev.....................
An emotional write. Love becomes more pronounced and caring when we grow old. Thanks.
Shadow's embraced the heavens! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Tenderness still reigns in our veins. A great rhyme in a wonderful look at life towards its end.
O' Love Stand for GOD its final its last real ..../// lovely poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 11:35:03 AM # 1.0.0
Classic! Enchanting as the dying rays of the sun! Thanks for sharing!