I lay here dreaming that you love me
In that half twilight world between sleep
And being awake just before dawn
When it is neither night nor day.
And a tear comes to my eye as I cannot
Have your affection. In this dream you
Are smiling at me with your iridescent eyes
Of limpid blue looking softly through
The haze of that smoky mist of dreams.
Your soft mellow brow twinkles a
Beguile wanton softness as I slumber
In this my twilight world.
I gaze and in that shimmering flood of blue
My heart wanders free. Only that now
The new dawn begins to wake me from
My slumber and my lonely torture begins.
a very touching write.tears rolled down. no more comment. wish to read it again n again.
A moving write, echoing a sense of longing and loss! The new dawn begins to wake me from My slumber and my lonely torture begins. It is when the world teems with activity, that one is reminded more of one's loneliness!
A really wonderful poem, sometimes when we are between waking and dreaming it can seem so real. a fantastic write.
Your poems Poet exude the scents of flowers even when is a sad poem. A beautiful describe of lost love. Thanks.
Sadness prevailed, so many can relate especially in the so called golden years...Excellent.....
A melancholic poetry.... love gone as one awakens from dream to sad reality!
A lovely poem David, and yes I can surely relate. The loneliness is hard to bear.
She is never gone as long as you care to remember And at your bedside unseen she will always stand And someday or some night you will eventually join her To hold hands once again in a more beautiful land (good touching poem Sir, - welcome to my site too)
It is so hard to let them go. A sadly beautiful, bittersweet write. I feel your pain from this touching poem.Perhaps a new start would heal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A golden leaf like a wrapped with sweet memory floating into the mind tinge of life lovely poem thank u