My Lady Who Cries the Night Away

My Lady Who Cries the Night Away

By: Adam M. Snow

 

My lady who cries the night away

dost thou not know another way?

Be ye still afraid of thy dream

'Tis varied by the Dream.

Ye be not a life so free,

my maiden my life of thee be me.

Lest beknownst thy drowning fear

that hangs before her all the year.

 

Besought the light that now grows dim,

hope for once the love of him.

Thy cherish thy love be it not true

like the tears she shed twinkling blue.

 

Lest thy heart burdened be

lest she glimpse eternity.

My lady who cries the night away

dost thou not know another way?

 

O' ye be a wakeful woe

glimpse of life, love bestow.

O'er thy morning dove doesth not sing?

My lady, she cries for her fallen king.

Reviews

[Forgotten Soldier]

This reminds me strongly of a shakesperian play that my class once read. I can't remember which one it was though. It might have been Romeo and Juilet or Much Ado About Nothing, I can't remember. Very nice write, I like oldpoems. Very good old English used and wonderful use of repepition. I enjoy reading your poetry. In fact, I enjoy read everyone's poems on here. It's clear that you were all taught well. Good job!

[~Blue Fantasy~]

You are really good at writing with this type of vocabulary. I am remind of sitting in 12th grade lit class reading Shakespeare! I must say very well done!!! This is a beautiful poem very heartfelt and full of emotions!!!! Love it!!!

[Audrey Howitt]

You work so well with this style. Beautifully written, full of great imagery and great flow. Loved this piece!

[KAREN]

Sad, but the words are beautiful! Great descriptions!

[DarkAngel]

Awe :)

[lynne]

I really love the use of vocabulary in this poem. I really liked it :) Thanks for sharing :D

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

You're very good at using the old English language!

[RedInk524]

Excellent, i love our old style of writng. And i love your medevil topics. You are one of the best poets ive seen.

[Raven Starhawk]

Astounding creativity measured by the volumes of great descriptions.

[Brytt]

In the penultimate line, you say doesth. Is that a word? Did you maybe mean dost or doth?

Other than that, ae-maay-zing... (sing-songy)

[Demi Rose]

such a lovely set of words.