In this dark silence

In this dark silence time slows
and the wind whispers my name.
Night hides the sap of the dying trees
with his black veil. This Night...

Dark night again, i have no a torch
and the wind whispers the hour.
Oh beatiful lady in black
ply the waters till arrive my side...

The water flows, slowly...
Out from the silence...
Out from my hands...
Out from this world...

In this black silence time fades,
and the wind whispers my name.
Eternal wait for the perpetual night,
uncertainty hidden by the black veil.

Dark night again, where's my light?
and the wind whispers the hour.
Oh beautiful lady in black
wrap me up in your calmness...
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wrap me in your calm ...
what a beautiful way of writing, I congratulate you sincerely
the figures used, and I like the rhythms undoubtedly
thanks for sharing

 

Thank you very much for your comment, it's very pleasing to share my lines and receive good critics.