The night is full of screams
And whispers loud alike
The sea is the same, the endless waves
Crash their heads on graying crags
And die terrific yet in voice
The wind is as ever is, whispering
And whistling in equal measure
Directing a dance of countless trees
And seemingly the very air itself
Is full of melodies even more
Stark and full, lustrous and dark
I feel my heart yearn to hark, and
Drape in every note borne tonight
The sea, the wind, the rustling trees
The lightless birds and beasts of prey
The very earth I walk, it seems
That trembles on in silent poise…
The only tune I see, the one in fact
That seems to be
Is a beat of two, all close to me
Born not to night, but instead
The heart of a woman, lying by
In tranquil dreams of hope and joy
All in peace, in splendor too
All a life and beat of two, as
The moon slopes its way across
The spry sprinkling of constant stars
I lean closer still to her warm, warm touch…
And smile, to stars that twinkle in tow
A wondering smile of love and final ken.
The wind is one refrain
The earth goes round
Comes back around
And I, am still the same again.
3 comments:
nice but not much in the same league as his earlier ones..a let down after some superb posts which raised expectations from him..
really appreciate dis :).. especially as d last poem ws praised widout head or tail.. dis one's as it is 4 my own reasons.. for once widout rhyme n meter.. n mayb a bit too lyricless..
lyrical means not nice..
ur words always suffice...
loved it
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