Wishing for the sunset to resurrect into noon,
And clouds to vanish like cigarette smoke in air,
Our time together has left to soon,
And I want the noon to ever last and remain forever fair.
Wishing for night to turn into the time when thou rest beside me,
And the clocks to freeze like rivers in winter,
I wish to lay beside thee and thou face I ever want to see,
Although the time together has flown past and it leaves the taste bitter.
I call upon the spirits of the night,
To fulfill the wish I ought to see,
Oh, spirits of the night show me the light,
As I have called upon the Nightwish.
I love this poem. wonderfully wrtten with lots of imagination. Good
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very creative, an idea that's drags you into reading it. Well done.