Lights will go on

Berlin 1920s.

Trace my smile back to the old past days,

print this ecstasy into your memory.

See the bright flame sparking on the street?

And the glaring stars leading our fate?

That's the way I keep my dream insane-

in this world of mundanity;

That's why my dream was one with craze.

Take this winter back to that raining day,

where we wandered through the mild mist-

too dark to see,

but too wild to cease.

And the glamorous figure-

glamorous figure of mine upon the lights;

waving, lurking, 

appearing as a shadow of fame, 

through the mystery of time and lie.

And the wine-

the summer wine of yours,

as sweet as your heart;

sinful as the dark,

drowning in an ocean of despair and desire,

seeking an underworld of glory,

where you and I could hold on to each other,

like we have once lived-

once lived as soul seekers. 

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

I guess this is the first poem of yours that I'm reviewing... Okay the word choices were excellent, they were perfectly placed and sounded amazing as I read it.... The concept was great, I love those poems where there is a touch of old days love and romance... You took me to the 1920s Berlin where love was shining brightly.... So beautiful with the innocent nature of the poem, I loved the passion in the poem... Overall a lovely work.... Full ratings...

[Kathy]

Yes I guess so- this is the first poem of mine that you are reviewing-thank you for your comment!! To be honest, I am not really good at writing love poems and I have always been told that my word choices are vague. But I feel a lot more positive about my word selection now after reviewing your comment. :)

[Emily]

Very nicely worded!
Keep on writing!!

[Kathy]

Thank you so much! Really appreciate it!