Before my eyes I see a dreamy sight:
Her sleepy look does glaze over the days,
As olden vintage clothing of her sways,
Absent of strength, away from lively might.
Her autumn tresses hide her face who's bright,
Aglow surrounded by the daily rays
Who put her, except the rest, in a haze
Like a murky, filmy and misty night.
Who she might be, I do not know, alas,
She's distant from my sight, like she's to me,
But still this filmy tale I did narrate,
About a hazy mood, about a lass,
Who did inspire me. Now I hope she
Will find a bright, soothing, yet lively state.
But still this filmy tale I did narrate, About a hazy mood, about a lass, Who did inspire me. Now I hope she Will find a bright, soothing, yet lively state. A fine poem describing the mood very well.. passion, dreamy sight. thank you dear poet. tony
Beautiful poem from a great poet, I love the way the heartfelt passion is portrayed, thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Gihon. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks