Sing no sad song, not yet
Or i’ll behold in your lids,
Hang the sweet tears of agony
Rather paint me visions
Of thousand smiles in your lips..
And upon your lips…your lips…
Vision of night will fade away…
Kiss me not, not yet…
Least you’ll awaken a silent sea!
And its faint murmuring
Turn to turbulent despair!
But surely when you pass away
I’ll grasp the air
And kissed the same
That kissed you.
Dry your tears,
let not your tears
Warm my icy tomb
And when light fade
Softly from my eyes
Take my hands once more
And into the clouds i’ll fly…
When summer rain ends.
This is achingly beautiful. If I were to compare I would say Yeats and Neruda are in my mind just now. I have no higher praise. Except that you alone have your voice and it is a deeply moving voice
Thank you..and yes i think it is that inner voice in me that brings out beautiful poetry…
And mostly by now..its been raining fron.where i am, which should not be because its summer…so i call it summer rain …it gave birth to my series of summer rain poems…
And oh osyth, Yeats and Neruda??? I am honored and flattered but i will own that as you say…
The rain has been a great source of inspiration for you. Beautiful poem.
Indeed Og, thanks for stopping by…glad to see you here..
Awesome…
Thank you😊
Aw, i felt like singing to this piece. So dreamy! ❤ And I think the rain just read your poem, Mich. It’s not raining here, but cloudy still.
Thanks Maria..the sun has shown up here too..
Mich….this was simply fantastic ! What an amazing piece of poetry….a pleasure to read.
-Chhaya
Thank you Chhaya…really glad you like it
Wonderfully descriptive Mich..
“Dry your tears,
let not your tears
Warm my icy tomb”
Wonderful lines.. xxx Sending well wishes your way my friend.. ❤
Thanks Sue…the sun is up by now..
🙂 ❤ xxx
Never knew rain could be so magical and poetic 😊 Beautiful piece as always, Mich 🙂
Thanks Nj…rain..ahhhh..
I read this Mich and Wordsworth sprang to mind. It brought to mind watching clouds floating over a Lake on a summer’s day. Wonderful.
Wordsworth …..wow…thanks Davy…
This Mich is Angelic.
The love of an Angel who shall come and disappear into the clouds.
I beg to see the 👼 Angel.
I just now saw the Angel here in your 📪 Post.
Oh when shall it rain again.
Shiva
I am truely happy to read this…thank you😇😇😇😣😣
this is so so so lyrical my dear. my heart aches, this is oozing with love but the pain. is also there. wow. wow.
I know…i know..rain..ahh blame it to the rain..
awww. yea. rain can make us nostalgic and melancholic!
WOW, this is absolutely stunning….I’m otherwise speechless…
Thank you…welcome on board…
You’re welcome–and thank you 🙂
Very interesting
Owww thank you😊