My Pillow gazes upon me at night
Empty as a gravestone;
I never thought it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Not to lie down asleep in your hair.
I lie alone in a silent house,
The hanging lamp darkened,
And gently stretch out my hands
To gather in yours,
And softly press my warm mouth
Toward you, and kiss myself, exhausted and weak-
Then suddenly I’m awake
And all around me the cold night grows still.
The star in the window shines clearly-
Where is your blond hair,
Where your sweet mouth?
Now I drink pain in every delight
And poison in every wine;
I never knew it would be so bitter
To be alone,
Alone, without you.
(Hermann Hesse)
More Poetry from Hermann Hesse:
Hermann Hesse Poems based on Topics: Night, Hair, Wine- Stages (Hermann Hesse Poems)
- In Secret We Thirst (Hermann Hesse Poems)
- Across The fields (Hermann Hesse Poems)
- Thinking Of A Friend At Night (Hermann Hesse Poem)
- At Night On The High Seas (Hermann Hesse Poem)
- A Swarm Of Gnats (Hermann Hesse Poem)
Readers Who Like This Poem Also Like:
Based on Topics: Night Poems, Hair Poems, Wine PoemsBased on Keywords: gazes, exhausted, gravestone, blond