Monologue Of Night-Lamp 2 Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The night lamp
Sad from
Time of dusk
And
Of
The fading day
Now speaks
To wit
Now speaks
This way:
‘Bring me my fellow night-lamps
That
Together
Reflecting
In the haze of waters
Nocturnal
Gathering
Bring me
Bring me my fellow night lamps!
The day has been dreary
As days
Are wont to be
And now
That
Night
Has
Come
With
Beauty
Out:
Now
Bring us together
That reflected together
We dance on the sea!
See! Hear!
I scent the sea nocturnal
Mourning
Protesting
For us on its bosom
Light! Light the other lamps
In
The
Romantic
City!
The towers of
Light
And
Colored fireworks
Split silent
Across
The
Dark
Skies
And
Dark
Silhouettes:
A small crowd
Claps
Joy the waters
Yet
The
Display on
Them
Is
Of
The night lamps
Moving
Moving
Humans
Just the best!
Fireworks colored
Above
Below
The reflected night-lamps
What color
In the city springs
What
Troubadour of beauty
Silent
Sings
In the romantic City!