lets write small poem 2 lines or 4 to give some light or peace for day or night.
your own words please
as we awake
our memories evape
left with only way
breath is left today
Now I'm out of sight
I hope your morning's bright.
Oh! turkish delight !
Rise with the sun
Kisses weigh a ton
Bathe or a shower?
Wait until morning's last hour.
eyes adjust to sun
all color weighs a ton
and light will fool the mind
of a truth we'll never find
absence of color,
absence of light
but countless numbered stars
set the soul in flight
friends can be kind
friends can be cruel
so don't be fooled; that friend only wanted to use you
The sun creeps up on stealthy feet
As it has for trillion years
And when I rise, my hopes, they meet
Conspiring with illusion's tears
On and on, the play drones forth
Actors move like daisy fluff
Across amber fields in Russian north
Or seaweed sways in bubbly stuff
We are but actors in this play
Mind you that; go start your day
eyes shut they wanna stay
now start the day
cold water rush
time is now
not far away
East sunlight on mornings,
suncatcher’s kaleidoscope streaks -
embed on soft cushions,
A hug, an embrace,
bodies melt and mold-
warmth for a cold bone.
Oh, once again I didn't follow instructions
But I know the rules of these constructions
While darkness sets in
My heart grows calm
Another day ahead
Another day gone
you always start so early
I need my caffeine
you catch me when I'm surly
I wish I were stronger
I wish you weren't so mean
I'd like to wait longer
I guess I'll just lean
marmalade skys fall into sparkling purple
"dimond-e" streaks of a milky shower
found, taking the lesser known path-
it is wounder, they find me here at all
Early morning light
Awaken me from sleep
My night time dreams
I will keep
Night is so eerie….
So strangely calm,
but sleep still would not come,
am i a vampire?
In the night you are mine
You language is smooth, your body is kind
No more wrongs just sinful rights
Let's keep going until morning's light.
I counted sheeps,
to put me to sleep,
but hyenas visualized,
crying from the undergrave.
My skies darken for me
once more in this beautiful time.
I feel the wind becoming cool
for it knows of its curfew ryme.
This dim purple haze
has always overpowered.
Animals howling for nights
I rest my eyes to cayote screams
and dream of my sunlights streams.
Birds stand out with their chirping
and warmth will come for my waking.
I fight and fight and still I fall
But back to your feet my soul still calls
The rain and pain left my mind restrained
But I still gain, no life lives in vain
Sometimes it seems has if God peaks out
from behind the shadows from within me
The shadows that are casted into my life
but only to show he is still the brights
of all lights......
The orangey glow spreads across the land
Terror encroaches upon this weary man
Another night full of fright
He secretes away out of sight praying he won’t have to fight.
tonight is the night
for witches and fright
but light of the morning
finds goblins yawning
Fragments of a song in the making~
Meet me outside of nowhere
Take me up the back stairs
We’ll watch the moon
Dance around the stars.
Amber red paints the night sky
Whiskey shot through our closed eyes
Mellow sun wakes up the dawn.
red sky morning
red sky night
thats not mine btw.
i dont know who wrote it.
and so to bed,
I have read.
some lovely words within these pages...
Too tired to find a rhyme
good night, see you all soon xxxxxxxx
the moon in his cheap disguise
too bright to open up his eyes
sees the sun begin to rise
to late now to argue why
Oh to the night...which starts now on a winter's hour...
Who can survive the night...alone...by their own power?
The best thing we can do to make it through the night is sleep...
And pray to be unaware of things outside our rooms...that silently creep. (A poem for Halloween)
A mango dawn is what I see
No-one dare tell me differently
It brightens, it taints, seduces the sky
In awe, I coo: oh me, oh my...
Silent sadness, dark of night.
Wishing for the morning's light.
But darkness comes 'fore dawn they say.
Tomorrow is another day.
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
I stretch in my bed
and have a good fart
(sorry about that) try:
The morning sun peers
from the clouds as they part
it brushes my cheeks
and awakens my heart
Up past the tops of tallest pines,
the orange morning sunlight shines,
and brings through windows morning's light,
as dawn replaces dark of night.
by Mishael Austin Witty 2 years ago
What is the speed of dark?My husband found this question in his fortune cookie tonight. Neither one of us knew how to answer it. And we certainly didn't know how it related to fortune. So, I thought it might be interesting to throw it out here and see others had to say.
by Grace Marguerite Williams 3 years ago
What associations do you have with the word........... NIGHTTIME? Do you embrace,even feel invigorated by nighttime? Or do you dislike, even fear nighttime?
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