Poem by Maria Polydouris
SADNESS OF THE DUSK
The roses of the dusk bloomed again tonight
golden, rosy, and purple
they faded tonight shedding their leaves
as I viewed them every evening
and every time I drank their fragrant dew
I got intoxicated by their blooms
their soft and last breath
I consumed each joy to its best.
Yet upon gazing the dusk tonight, I thought
of our love, that someday it might end
and when the roses of the dusk bloomed
golden, rosy, and purple
as they faded tonight shedding their leaves
this evening I got saddened.
Manolis 