The Night Is Long Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'The sky is dark and the night is long
as I sit while waiting for some song
the fields of glittering greens before
is now concealed and is no more
for I feel there was a mystic ghost
hiding among trees or some posts

the cricket sounds like empty memory
for the birds that sings their melody
are unheard of and without harmony
the flowers that tomorrow will bloom
will either go to the bride from her groom
or be offered to another man's tomb

this moment will never come again
like her who has now wealth and brains
with fame and pleasure that everyone see
one thing that cannot be taken from me
it's our love that has remain unspoken
a past that was once sweet but now broken.'