NOCTURE
Midnight, the moon and delf-forgetfulnessThe past and present are faded afar
A supplication shapes the stillness
Dimmed is the sad assembly of stars.
Dilence wraps all the sound of cascades,
An ecstassy all things seems to pervade
It is as if life were part of a dream
The whole wide world but a marrage would seem.
Slumbers the weary voice of moonlight
Upon the dense dark foliage of trees
Wd half shut eyes the milky way recites
The the scared text of love,s desire to pleas
Mute melodies from my heart-strings arise,
Fillme wid heady ecastasy apace
Yearnings ang dreams, a vision of your face.
Poetry by mehrali
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Written on 2008-01-30 at 07:11
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