The dark stormy nights, with crusades to fight,
With deadly sight, sadness reaching its height...
The tree shivers and the shadows shakes,
The lonely soul, silence it breaks...
The chirping of the birds, reminding your sings,
All gone, the memories rings...
The tears roll down my eyes, as the rain hails,
The heart that broke going through your bales...
As far as I go, the woods get dark,
Entering the dark, as the grief bark....
Trying to find the way wich you went,
Standing at the hill, where the two roads bent...
The lightning all around, with the thunder sound,
Can YOU go all alone, by breaking that bound?
That wood, that sight is a haunting way,
You will be coming, the heart still say...
I want to enter, the woods that grew dark,
Standing at the entry, so you can find the mark...
Months passed by, as I grew old,
But memories of you, still the same...
As far as I go, the woods get dark, Entering the dark, as the grief bark.... Trying to find the way which you went, Standing at the hill, where the two roads bent... \beautiful two in one two poets conveyed the same thoughts the woods are dark and deep I have a long way to go ere I sleep and Roberts frosts Road not taken wonderful NR
Gorgeous! Your words dance as if they are music The tree shivers the shadows shake. I LOVE IT, Warren So nice you did not put and in there, very poetic in timely pause
I felt that burning fire in your dark night, I felt the loneliness in your dark night, Its a nature rule Light after darkness, To get somthing better it is most important to los th bad one, my teacher told me, if U lost a way, dont stop U may hav thousands way open, , , Its a good poem
Thanx for reading.... Oh no.... It wasn't bad.... Yes, one problem has thousand solutions ... Naila
Heartbreak! ! ! Love hurts! Tears roll down my eyes! Sad note; but, hope lies ahead of you. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem..... Correctly describes the pain when the dear departs.