Oh night and sleep,
Ye are so soft and deep,
I am so weary, come ye soon to me.
Oh hours that creep,
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Like time love is also deceptive. It sometimes gives us bliss and makes us happy, sometimes produces emptiness in us and makes us cry. But, the emptiness is the source of our energy of Love. The poem searches that energy through the void space of mind. Thanks PH for posting this poem. Chandan
Night! ! Soft and deep! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
'For he was blind, All light and all unkind: Oh, had he known, would he have hurt me so? '..is really so sad. A very nice poem on lost love. Loved it.
Lost and broken love that is portrayed in a light, almost superficial, way.
Such a great poem by Archibald Lampman.........................
O' Night come, come with my beloved Let your darkness grasp and grip me full with love Let me love with belongs to my beloved
So beautiful and poetic. Without sleep night is a curse and without love life is empty.