The greyish fog raps its arms around me,
the somber haze pierces my burning eyes.
I see the lonesome trees looking like silhouettes,
hidden in the dark night with tears in their leaves.
Sadly, walking through the night I think:
“Where is my love? I want to meet you tonight”.
On this lonely and dreary night my lips pronounce
your name, but I only hear the echo of my voice.
I’m waiting for your kiss to revive my deceased heart.
Waiting for the kiss that brings me back to life.
The lonely foggy night has me captive in its strong arms
it squeezes my soul; on this solitary night the damned fog mocks me.
Confusion is fogging my brain and I’m bewildered.
How much longer this night will haunt me?
With the moon as my companion, together we walk
looking for my love to heal my aching heart.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
Offline) - Published: August 9th, 2016 06:30
- Comment from author about the poem: Being imaginative and writing from a perspective of sadness and a gloomy mood.
- Category: Reflection
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Thanks ROBERTO ~ we all experience such melancholy when we are separated from our Lady ~ especially at night. Thanks for sharing ~ BRIAN. I have spaces in my new fusion MY FAVORITE BIRD II ~ IF YOU HAVE ANOTHER BIRD !
nice work rr.
Thank you guys for your support.
Just great composition and feeling. My favorite line is 'hidden in the dark night with tears in their leaves."
Great imagery!
Kurt
Kurt, your comments are greatly appreciated. Coming from a poet of your stature, I'm honored by your kind words. I want to write and express my feelings. I want to impact other with the words I write.
You're certainly doing that (and more), Roberto. Poets are the great escape artists from an often mundane world.
Kurt
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