When The Lamps Go Out Poem by Uriah Hamilton
When The Lamps Go Out
On any midnight street
Of this morally-bankrupt city,
There is always someone
Ready to bleed and ready to die
As they bid farewell
To their inconsolable existence,
But beautiful girl,
Seek happy days and happy nights
Swaying beneath dance-floor lights
In the strong and forceful arms
Of a man who will treat you right.
Stay with me
When the lamps go out
In a moonlit room…
I am in love with you.
Romance by moonlight. May you and your beautiful girl continue to make poetry together time out of mind. Your song has no end. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
Uriah, this is romantic poetry at its best. I love the contrast between the first stanza and the rest of the piece. The life on the street vs the life in your moonlit room. Again your title is superb. You are a fine poet with a warm heart. love, Allie xxxx
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I would like to translate this poem
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The stark contrast you draw is quite affecting. Love redeems tje squalid reality of desperation, here. Even the desire of true love rescues the soul from degradation. - Will