Love's Secret Poem by William Blake
Love's Secret
Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart!
Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveler came by,
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh.
The language of love is only silence Time and again wonderfully proven true It is not a question of how or whence But Love cometh as a bolt from the blue.......... I welcome all ye reading this to my page
I invite you to read my collection. I am a young aspiring writer so rate and comment as you wish. Thanks!
That last stanza completely transforms the prior, from illo, transforming it in a open ended...what that mystic travel did do? Lament her, reap her soul, or...what? The trick is we don't really have closure...
Love doesn't need a language to express! How true are the lines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/24/2024 11:08:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I wonder where this poem will stand in today's noisy world where people are advised to express their love like a parrot day and night!