the stormy nights that follow me
and crystal skies on sunlit days
are moments of infinity
that come to baffle and amaze
deep in the woods the shadows fall
and nighttime creatures start to stir
I hear the lonely night bird's call
I savor midnight's sweet liqueur
but pain appears along with grace
and too with joy yet comes regret
to find me in my hiding place
as there are times I would forget
but casting memories aside
refusing night denies the day
I'll take my roller coaster ride
accepting bliss and bleak dismay
outside the stars are shining bright
tomorrow calls for clear blue sky
a storm is brewing in the east
I cannot pause to wonder why
I'll taste the wormwood of deceit
and honey mixed with bitterroot
till time and end of time shall meet
where pleas and arguments are moot
Stormy night follows life but vanishes. Crystal skies on sunlit days are moments of infinity. Pleas and arguments are moot where honey is there. Tomorrow's stars will shine with new hope. Beautifully drafted poem this is on life and death...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great scene showing the abilities of human race to interprete the world surrounding it.