tears - The Poetry Shelter

" Give me new Phoenix wings to fly at my Desire " John Keats
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My English Poems

It' s a rainy night, near the midnight hour,
I' m still looking for the watcher in the tower,
the one who takes care of the lonely and weak.

Where are our hopes? Fadin' with the light.
Where is our joy? Turned into fright.
And the night seems to be full of sorrows.

In the dark I' m still sitting,
looking up to the tower,
for the one who could help me,
in this dark hour.
And the rain is still falling,
from the sky,
from my face.

© Hans-Jörg Bohm
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