Can you hear, Sky,
The screaming of the stars
Confessing their love
In dead of night
To thou, the great black void.
Their joyful twinkle
In the emptiness
Guides lonely souls
To their journey’s end.
They know not yet
The shortness
Of Sky’s love.
But clouds are aware
Of their dismal fate:
Tempestuous passion
They will never know.
Their fate is sealed
To block the way of stars
Who glow with love at night,
To take away their joy
By covering the sky
And yielding just to Sun.
The Sun will shield the pain
From prying eyes.
And stars will fall in love
With freshness of the rain,
Which will become their tears.
The happiness I know
Just from my happy dreams
I dream at night.
You hear, Sky,
The screaming of my soul,
The howling of my heart
In misery awash?
Just like the clouds
That lack love’s sweet abode,
My heart will never know
True affection,
And gentle rain
Will fail to wash away
The glaze of grief
That’s smothering my soul!
THE MOON AND STARS OF A NIGHT SKY IS NOT LOVE...IT IS A PRODUCT OF GOD'S LOVE FOR US...GOD IS LOVE AND ONLY THROUGH HIM CAN ONE RECEIVE THE LOVE THAT SOOTHES AND HEALS. THE SKY IS ONLY A REMINDER OF HOW GREAT HE TRULY IS AND OF HOW MUCH HE LOVES US. A VERY WELL DONE WORK...THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Jerry Diamond (Reader)
Reviewed on September 8, 2009
Very romantic and very sad too Lianna
You have a very soothing way with words
Liana,
Thank yo SO much for your comments on my poems. That means alot to me. Especially after I have read some of yours.What a wonderful touching poem. Your words touch me and insire me to slowly reach the depth and beauty of your poems.It may take time- but maybe if I keep trying at ome point I can reach my own depth of heart in my writing. However, my guess is the beauty of writing is that there is no end to the creativty and soul searching that writing can attend. It is always growing and develping. Is that what you have found?
With Love
Cindy
This must read very beautiful in Russian. I took 2 years of the language but could hardly master the basics. Your beautiful, touching and sometimes sad poetry talks from a heart that has been shaped under a vast land of great Skies, expanses and emotions... Truly Russian and I am a great fan of Dostoyevsky.
I'll be back sometime, Michael Guy
I hope my words of inspiration will make your stars shine brighter, your sun warm your heart, and your tears from the rain wash away any sadness that comes your way. You are very gifted with putting your feelings into words.
May love, light, and harmony be with you on a daily basis.
Blessings,
Judith
Beautiful Morning To You Liana :)
Your Translator Did A Beautiful Job, this poem is exsquisite!
I Love The Flow Of This Beautiful Poem
Much Love & Happiness To You Poetess
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Beautiful writing Liana
I truly enjoy all your wonderful postings
hoping to catch up with all I missed
from your wonderful thoughts
which you so brilliantly compose.
Love & peace be with you
Only one that knows the angels could describe that Universe out of our reach.
Only one that know solitude tears could write a poem without sadness but with hope that the little secret dream one day can come through.
Such a nice expression of emotion from within the depths of your heart and soul...the comparison of all the beauty that lays within the Sky gives us a view of how you feel...
Beautifully expressed sadness and deep feelings!
Sooo passionate and so sad
Stunning imagery
Brilliantly writing!!
Peace Love and light....Morning Star
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This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
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JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
You have a very soothing way with words
Jerry
Thank yo SO much for your comments on my poems. That means alot to me. Especially after I have read some of yours.What a wonderful touching poem. Your words touch me and insire me to slowly reach the depth and beauty of your poems.It may take time- but maybe if I keep trying at ome point I can reach my own depth of heart in my writing. However, my guess is the beauty of writing is that there is no end to the creativty and soul searching that writing can attend. It is always growing and develping. Is that what you have found?
With Love
Cindy
I'll be back sometime, Michael Guy
Dave.
An exceptional, heartfelt write . . . beautiful!!
Best wishes,
Lance
May love, light, and harmony be with you on a daily basis.
Blessings,
Judith
Your Translator Did A Beautiful Job, this poem is exsquisite!
I Love The Flow Of This Beautiful Poem
Much Love & Happiness To You Poetess
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
I truly enjoy all your wonderful postings
hoping to catch up with all I missed
from your wonderful thoughts
which you so brilliantly compose.
Love & peace be with you
William
Only one that know solitude tears could write a poem without sadness but with hope that the little secret dream one day can come through.
Goerg
Dawn
the gentle rain will wash away the grief. -gene.
nice work...
Art Sun...
Gerald J Tate
Well done ,Liana......M
From prying eyes.
And stars will fall in love
With freshness of the rain,
Which will become their tears.
This is writing of the heart...so beautiful in its sadness...and one of my favorites of your Liana.
excellent work...
John
Sooo passionate and so sad
Stunning imagery
Brilliantly writing!!
Peace Love and light....Morning Star
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Harold M. Nash
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
I salute You, Poet.
Congratulions and reagrds to Mr. Anatol Kardiukov for the excellent translation.
In respect,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
The howling of my heart
In misery awash
Passionate and compelling, Liana. I that find your poem's verses reach my soul. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Be always safe,
Karen