This Night

Staring at those sleepless stars

Wishing to heal these endless scars

This immense night cries with me

As little droplets fall, I can see

 

Staring at the dark vast skies 

Reminiscing the looks of your sparkling eyes

This blurry night is sad like me

As its breath danced…cold and slowly

 

What’s with this night?

 

I can hear your song still living in the air

I can still see your face painted everywhere

I cannot stop reading your romantic verses

And all of these are tearing me into millions of pieces

 

And every time the sun sleeps,

 

I continue to look above

Dreaming that you are still in love

That your heart still beats for the same face

And your senses miss those old-shared days

 

Staring every night is a same ancient story

Not of books of philosophy or history

But of a love happily found and now was gone

Now every night is gloomy... the curse of what you had done
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Iloduba Jnr Avatar
July 1, 2009 at 6:07 AM
every time the sun goes to sleep.......only creativity could have led you to this nature of line.i love it.deep.
Burton Avatar
June 13, 2009 at 9:54 PM
I love the night, most of my work gets done then.. beautiful write and also a great way to end my night. Enjoy yours.
Strand Avatar
June 3, 2009 at 11:58 PM
Thank you for supporting my contest Nadine.Rgds Brian
Nutter Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 6:11 AM
Nice poem very well written and touches ones feelings.
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