In the still of the night

In the still of the night

my poems come alive

my hands starts to write

what ever my mind contrives



In the still of the night

your face begins to show

your memory is back again

my heart cannot contain



In the still of the night

I pray so hard it hurts

and qustions you my God

when will this soul to last



In the still of the night

cover me my pride

it is not easy to be calm

when my heart if full of rage



In the still of the night

remember me my love

I will accept it and embrace

if alone I face my fate








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heatherburns35's picture

Hi Vilma,
I like this alot. Well written.
Keep up the good work.

vilmazab's picture

hi mom, hope you saw this poem posted in the Random portion of the web. it was the featured poem of the day,congrats mom, this must be one of your best, it's so cool to have a mom so gifted...love ya, nico

Afzal Shauq's picture

this poem is rich and rhythmic and done well..specially the stanzas are very well inter linked... good ..you are progressing very fast... happy to see you more and more successful...