Away the Night
away the rain
awake the Sun
awake my pain
Remember her in my dreams
and in every days' moments
One perfect glimpse--and now
glaringly, achingly, my passsion foments
Toward what end--what cliff
my desire aims to fall
I care not: freed from chains
of reality my heart shreds all
Time, thou evil separator, Go!
My Darling kept by your endless pulse
in a prison I cannot enter
thou infinite minutes (without her) doth I repulse
Sweetest, break the hold of fear
and enter me with doubt cast aside
My arms await patiently, emptily
while time (fear) ticks (grips), my passion's denied
Where is she tonight?
Away! cold, lonesome Rain
Awake! bright, cheering Sun
Await, heart, the end of pain.
Await, time, the end of your reign.
await.... await.... I weaken--
await.... await.... my endless refrain.
2007-12-19 00:32:35 · 6 answers · asked by Kurt H™ FC Steaua Bucureşti 3 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Poetry
Wow, Kurt, this is such a wonderful poem! Yes, the sun should awake and let its warmth and light on us all... The fantasy, the thoughts of the loved one should just become real, the image in the mind should come to life...
2007-12-19 02:01:47 · answer #1 · answered by Analyst 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
A gardener by the name of Knoll
Goes for a joyful garden stroll.
His joyfulness, however, sours:
A mole is digging up the flowers.
He hurries off to fetch the hoe.
That old black burrower must go!
Instead of hit-or-miss aggression,
This problem calls for sly discretion.
Ah! Something's stirring in the patch,
And Knoll stands ready for the catch.
Take that! - And Knoll has missed his goal.
The hoe's asunder, not the mole.
The tool is mended without fail
By firmly wedging in a nail.
Again he's lurking, grave and bent,
Ignoring his environment.
You spelled Plywood wrong.
2007-12-19 01:39:21 · answer #2 · answered by tyler durden Oƒƒicial 4 · 2⤊ 0⤋
It has passion, a focus, a real feeling or feelings that you are trying to convey and do it effectively. I"m not real keen on the last two lines as it feels to forced but for a first serious poem...bravo.
2007-12-19 01:32:11 · answer #3 · answered by cspb 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
That was special, you are quite a closet Shakespeare aren't you? I think it was like a deep dream. I don't like to say too much more but you are besotted with something.
I have ran out of carrot shaped stars but I think you are sound.
Good work
2007-12-19 12:08:56 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Beautiful.
A bright poem.
Luminous you might say.
2007-12-19 00:41:56 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
I really loved your poem.It was awesome.Superb poem.Keep it up!!
2007-12-19 03:34:44 · answer #6 · answered by Neethu 3 · 1⤊ 0⤋