A Poem...
Dream........
I remember a wonderful moment,
as before my eyes you appeared,
Like a vision ,fleeting, momentary,
Like a spirit of the purest beauty.
I the torture of hopeless melancholy,
In the bustle of the world's noisy hours,
That vioce rang out so tenderly,
I dreamed of that handsome face of yours.
The times flew quicklu .The storm'blast,
Scattered the dreams of former times,
And forgot of your tender voice,
And the features of your heavenly face,
In remoteness,in gloomy isolation,
My days dragged quietly,nothing was new.
No godlike face,no inspiration,
No tears,no life,no love,no you.
Then to my soul an awaken came,
And there again your face appeared,
Like a vision,fleeting,momentary,
Like a spirit of the purest beauty.
And my heart beat with a rapture new,
And for its sake arose again,
A godlike face,an inspiration,
And life,and tears,and love,and you.
Whenever I read this poem,I feel I want to cry... ...
