the blanket of night
as been removed
as the early gleam of rays
like the haze on the mountains of switzerland
pass not too gently by my eyes
snatching my sleep
as the chiming bell continously rang
and the cocks crows
wake the last of sleepers
the gentle wind whisperto me
' the morning has come again'
beautiful poem....i felt such a morning like that before too =]
full of hope. beautiful imagery u have there. thanks for sharing!
i really liked your poem it had such hope that i could feel a new day coming.
well written poem, thank you for sharing...................10
I really like this one I thought it was cute that may not be what you want to hear but it's a good thing
Ive noticed some of your poems are underrated.I love this,10/10. This one drew my attention. Morning, there are so many memories within it.
Nice use of personification. I love the gentle use of words... it has a very quiet feel to it. I like this one a lot! ~Lacey~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful mourning...............