I owe this passion to the sunset clouds
Those little moles on the sky's pretty face
I owe them a song, a smile, some molds
Of feelings upon me they used to grace
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I owe them a song by that fair shepherd
That used to sing for a while and dance
The place by beauty was once covered
With her I had from joys a chance
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She used to wink for the leaving sun
And send her smile to the dim twilight
But soon in fact she had to run
All joys were thus delayed, O night!
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That fair shepherd abandoned the place
But still her things can soothe my world
Her shadow, her songs, her smiling face
Her coquet guffaw is clearly heard
The poem is very interesting as it is the reflections of true feelings in the life of the poet
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Jalal.
Thanks a lot. You can get this poem and many other poems in my book " The Hymns of the Last Twilight" on amazon.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a nice start, Hassan Jalal. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks