Violet nights
your shadow dances on my wall
my ears hear nothing but your voice
and my heart leaps when I think of those days when we just laughed at nothingness
but those days never fade away
instead they are more prominent now than ever
but only on Violet nights
you are more special than any prince
you write the poem?
ReplyDeleteEppe
ReplyDeleteYes, I write the poems , all my own my dear thanks for the visit Eppex
This one is very romantic and thus a special pleasure to read
ReplyDeleteand purple nights....what should they bring? (lol)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Rosie,
hugs,
Menno
thanks a lot dear
ReplyDeleteGood evening, good night,
Provided with roses,
Covered with carnations,
Slip under the blanket.
In the morning, if God wills,
You will wake again.
In the morning, if God wills,
You will wake again.
Good evening, good night,
Watched by little angels;
They show in your dream
The Christmas tree.
Just sleep blessed and sweet,
See Paradise in your dream.
Just sleep blessed and sweet,
See Paradise in your dream.
I don't know why, but I love this poem.
ReplyDeletePurple Rain springs to mind :-)
ReplyDeleteand the echoes of which were of that time
ReplyDeleterethought and pronounced
within the heart and soul
great write Rosei.
purple .... the with magic filled colour ......
ReplyDeleteImagination running wild.....very good
ReplyDeletelovely imagination
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