A Twilight Robbery Comments
When there was still day light lingering
And the wind was upon the leaves
And every leaf trembled at its touch
On his balcony, he lazily sat.
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The Moon is our eternal lady love and her world of romance is a paradise of veiled mystery! The violinist here possesses the mind of a true lover whose domains are passion and patience. The poem can speak of its own strength of freshness of the seed of thought. The Moon here symbolizes any lady who could allure the heart of any man inclined to passionate thoughts and a romantic escalation of the reinvented phase of life. Waiting at her doors are the innumerable lovers and most presumably her world of charms might be installed on the pedestals of an endurable Utopia of the kind. I have no other words to add here. Absolutely an overflow of imagination piled long before in a tranquil state.....
The Moon is our eternal lady love and her world of romance is a paradise of veiled mystery! The violinist here possesses the mind of a true lover whose domains are passion and patience. The poem can speak of its own strength of freshness of the seed of thought. The Moon here symbolizes any lady who could allure the heart of any man inclined to passionate thoughts and a romantic escalation of the reinvented phase of life. Waiting at her doors are the innumerable lovers and most presumably her world of charms might be installed on the pedestals of an endurable Utopia of the kind. I have no other words to add here. Absolutely an overflow of imagination piled long before in a tranquil state.....
Taking his violin, he moved his fingers on its strings From it, flowed a sweet song of love The scene from the open window provided all the love and inspiration. A poem of great beauty to read, feel, and appreciate.
really a very romantic one.......with emotions striking the heart.thanks
soooooooo romantic... a moment that gets frozen n transcends all boundaries of time space and hearts... as it does to the readers of this poem
so beautifully - like a web of words, how to make my feel..... On that gathering dusk, lit in golden glow Did he rob her in secret and carry her unawares, On the languid wings of his song
Oh! what a imagery.......Valsa.....so sweet to script such an immortal love story surfaced in moonlit night between the moon and the violinist...... a great piece indeed.....10/10
A lovely write of twilight love-making between the violinist and the seductive moon. A lovely imagination by a poetess. Loved the beautifully pictured poem. Thank you, Valsa.
In step by step the story she tells. When it relates the soft love relation it makes so fascinating and a best poem.
An amazing beauty is it! What a poem, I don't know how my private life is exposed to you. Perhaps you have an orbiting moon in the space that snaps your friends engaged in naughtiness. Anyway, a nice imagination and I congratulate you for this lovely poem..............10
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7/31/2025 3:39:08 PM # 1.0.0
Wind was up on the leaves and often for long he carried the memory. Beautiful visionary. On the gathering dusk lit in golden glow makes this poem fantastic and enjoyable. Excellent writing really. Heart touchable and memorable.