“The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar for the beloved one's departure,for sister-hood is no more,for her to adore!while pangs the beating world in a lamenting voice;their remembering loss of the 'one' they embrace most and when the crepuscule came like a phantom,the mournful,gathered birds swiftly flew in gloom.” WorldLifeDeathPoetryLiteraturePeaceLossTearsPatienceEmbraceRememberedBelovedPoetry QuotesAuthorPoemsWritersAdoreWorldlyEmbarrassmentAuthor QuotesBirdsGloomSisterhoodGloomyLamentNithin PurplePoems On LifeSister LoveLove LostFaintPhantomAltarMournfulMutedSwiftNithinpurple QuotesGathering DarknessGloominessSwiftlyCrepuscularCrepusculeMournfulnessPangsTeary Book:Venus and Crepuscule Source: Venus and Crepuscule
“The tragedy of Dionysus: Wear a black robe at night, and white you’ll wear by morning; but wear a purple robe to the midnight feast, and when you wake you’ll dress in black to mourn your soul deceased.” RegretDrunkLamentRomanDebaucheryDionysusPaynePartyingDrunkenessCrepuscule Book:Crepuscule Source: Crepuscule