Last Love Poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev

Last Love

Rating: 3.2

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.

Bernard F. Asuncion 04 December 2018

Such a great poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev.....................

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Ruta Mohapatra 04 December 2018

Classic! Enchanting as the dying rays of the sun! Thanks for sharing!

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Prabir Gayen 04 December 2018

Good one..................

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Rajnish Manga 04 December 2018

An emotional write. Love becomes more pronounced and caring when we grow old. Thanks.

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Edward Kofi Louis 04 December 2018

Shadow's embraced the heavens! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Adrian Flett 04 December 2018

Tenderness still reigns in our veins. A great rhyme in a wonderful look at life towards its end.

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Mahtab Bangalee 04 December 2018

O' Love Stand for GOD its final its last real ..../// lovely poem

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