Wither Vanished My Dream? Poem by Valsa George
Wither Vanished My Dream?
In the wee hours of a silent night
In my sleep I dreamt a dream
A lovely delightful dream
That took me to the land of love
In my dream, I saw my prince
His contours aflame with sparks of fire
His eyes dewy with liquid love
His lips quivering for a passionate kiss
But the cruel dawn came down
Sounding bugles across the silent sky
Spreading thick veils of separation
And tore his face from mine
Come, Oh Night! Come once again
Driven in the chariot of darkness
And bring him to the shelter of my arms
To wrap him in the warmth of my caresses
To enfold him in the tangles of my tresses
When the whole world, in deep slumber lies
Let me once more be blessed
With the dream of my heart’s delight
And be lost in that magic spell
Of his electric, enchanting presence
Which in the height of my passion
Was sullied by the light of dawn!
An intensive expression of a passionate dream.I like it's rhythm too.I voted 10..
A delightful dream of fantasy so sexy and sensual that waking as with parting must have been such bitter sorrow.
A nice poetic license to indulge in flights of fancy in a wonderful musical poem, Valsa!
How lovely and romantic Valsa - you are entitled to your dreams, we all have them.
favorite lines so far: To wrap him in the warmth of my caresses To enfold him in the tangles of my tresses.............very nice! AND: ......electric, enchanting presence Which in the height of my passion Was sullied by the light of dawn! ...........................you may have a chance to succeed in poetry, young lady! ! a gorgeous poem. too bad it is somewhat of a love poem. needs more humor/humour! did i say MORE? ? bri :) to MyPoemList
The lustre and glory of the setting sun The freshness and beauty of the spring flowers The scary grandeur of the mountains The silence of the lonesome lagoon The dark majesty of the unlit groves The sunlit glades of trackless forests again in this cool days I find something makes me prank
It is not easy to paint a real dream in the same spirit just as what the dreamer experienced. Dreams are such. Yet, you did it Madam. Very well done. Wonderful portrait within a poetic frame.
A poem of sweet dreams, a romantic one, my favorite topic...............10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 6:14:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Valsa-You sure got a beautiful poem from that dream. A passionate, even sensual expressionof love and on a higher level. The fire still burns. So very good -10