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#night poem
soleilst · 5 months
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▪︎Night theater
When the sun sets and the moon takes its place,
the stars get back on stage again and the show resumes.
It is a show exclusive to the creatures of the night.
No, not the supernatural, but the extremely natural.
The ones that are humans to the core.
The dreamers, the lovers, the goners and the loners.
Those who sit in wonder and ponder in awe,
"Hey, if I were a star would I shine any at all?"
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dkniade · 3 months
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Snowstorm Nocturne — Act III: Into the Storm, My Love!
—Winter 2021. 
A response to a dear friend’s determination to show me the beauty of winter in the darkest hour.
I thank him, my friend. His kindness gave me strength to write about this and fight.
Please attend to this tale of Nocturne the swordsman and his friend, the bard, as the two come face to face with Winter and Solitude. A friend, an enemy, what is the nature of their relationships, exactly?
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I made a Carrd for the poem since it’s quite long!
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reddestofscarves · 3 months
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febuary 3, 2024 — night time is a past-time
darling, the moon and stars know your name
every night i sing about it with shame
and every sonnet i write is the same
will you ever forgive me again?
in the dark of night, these terrors lie
creepies that crawl and bats that fly
something i can't face, in the clouds i'm still high
'cause my greatest fear is saying goodbye
but i used to bike in this neighbourhood of mine
lately all that's passed the streets is time
so it goes and the churchbells chime
i'll have to accept i'm out your light of lime
moon's not out tonight, maybe i'll be fine
maybe this time i won't dream you're mine
moon's not out tonight, maybe i'll be fine
maybe this time i won't dream you're mine
- reddestofscarves, 10:07pm
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ardent-reflections · 10 months
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I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.
Virginia Woolf, The Waves.
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liviwaslost · 24 days
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Flight of a Night Owl
Racing into the night
Running away from the light
Hiding from the loud daylight
As I wait for the approaching twilight
I look for the silver moon
As I listen for the tune
Of the ending afternoon
Racing into the night
The stars begin to ignite
As the silver moon reaches its height
I stretch my wings to finally take flight
I’ll trace all the constellations as I fly
Until I hear the morning sigh
Of the sun about to approach the sky
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read7sai · 30 days
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Art is so pretty, its so traumatic
The alarm has changed no longer panic
I sleep to imagine regret eating
Remembering things that never were
Eager grows trampled again
Sparks dwindling into ash
Mind is alive shutting down
My processors are fading now
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0-ink-zinc · 4 months
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Hush
Hush, hush, the pendulum swings Eyes shut tight As it lifts broken wings. Hush, hush, the pendulum sways Soaring high As it guides the way. Hush, hush, the pendulum spins In creeps the night As it opens worlds within. Hush, hush, the pendulum stops Enraptured by dreams As it clears your thoughts. Hush, hush, Goes The pendulum. ~ Z
Loosely inspired by a piece of writing I once came across that claimed to help the person who spoke it sleep, however it was only one verse. Since I haven't been sleeping too well, not that I ever do, I thought I would write my own versus. Who knows perhaps it may help You sleep.
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irregular-x · 1 year
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I find myself standing
Under the million bullets that fall
where the rain comforts me
Like fire down in my heart
I sometimes remember
That time she left
An astounding death
Where the fireflies became deaf
Silver headed white cotton eyed deer
Malignant forces upon my fear
Bronze skin upon my heart
I will remember 
I will remember
That day of fear - Irregular.x
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scorp-seeress · 3 months
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tiny pockets of bliss #1
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midnitetears · 11 months
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Lying still, I hear the sound
Of raindrops falling all around
Thunder rumbles in the night
But all is peaceful, all is right
The world is dark, the air is cool
And in this moment, I am a fool
Forgetting all my troubles and cares
Lost in the symphony of nature's airs
The rain falls soft, then loud and strong
A lullaby for the night so long
And as I lay here, safe and warm
I'm grateful for this peaceful storm
So let the rain and thunder play
Their gentle music through the night and day
For in their sweet and soothing sound
I find my peace, my rest profound.
Yours Truly 🌻
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wisp-o-willow · 7 months
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Tranquility
My mind finds comfort in the quiet of twilight. When I can exist, long past the hours acceptable for most. The way the earth breathes, exhausted from the time she spends providing for us. A gift, created by angels both blessed and cursed by god’s will. We do not cherish her nearly enough. But past the witching hour, when all is quiet, that is when you can truly bask in her beauty. Through the soft breezes, singing lullabies through the trees and against the structures we as humanity have created. She paints the sky a deep dark shade, dotted with stars, ancient and wise. Against cliff sides, the waves will crash, soothing her wounds from the day, telling her it will be alright. Once the night rises, the earth basks in her own sea of tranquility, only accompanied by the souls who find the night to be more welcoming than the day.
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kaesodilla1 · 7 months
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Wordspit
I have no other platform to post my silly little poetry so I'll post it here <3 Hope you enjoy it and pls lmk what you think!!
If time stood still, what would you do? If the people around you suddenly froze, their laughter getting caught in the recently stopped wind, how would you react? Would you freak out, losing the last sense of sanity you had left? Would you wonder what type of god would curse you with this act of unfathomable loneliness or would you look around and realize that this is a once-in-a-lifetime experience? Would you visit your mother's grave, begging her for forgiveness while no one was around? Would you push your walls away for twenty minutes to rant about the pain inside of you, questioning if this was able to seep out on a normal day that you’d be okay again? Does the dirt feel like her warm arms caressing you, does the bugs paused on her tombstone give you a false sense of hope that she’s listening to your every word and that this isn’t a waste of emotional drainage? Would you become the devil that whispers to you to do bad things in the back of your head? Would you run to the nearest place that housed a sharp object and cut off a woman's shirt, marveling at her naked breasts? Would you push her down, her unchanging expression moving with each thrust of you inside her, would you release knowing that there would be no consequences because you could run away and she wouldn’t be able to chase you or even explain your facial features? Would you take this gifted time and pray to your God to save you, to end this terrible suffering, and gift you the feeling of the continued air and the finish of a laugh? Would you take five minutes to slip back into childhood bliss, the last time you truly recall having a pure sense of peace, the kind that snaked in through your core and only got released once you accidentally fell and scraped your elbow?  I guess this could only be answered if you experienced it in person, so for now, I ask you, if time stood still, what would you do?
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grlsbible · 9 months
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Why do I get so emotional during the night time like, yes, I WILL tell you AND the moon EVERYTHING about my life past 11 pm
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storiesofoko · 9 months
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Nightfall covers me in a warm embrace
As the monsters return to the shadows.
I am welcomed into the darkness
As they offer protection from angels.
Sleep overcomes me as demons close in,
Singing gentle lullabies of sweet dreams.
~Oko
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madamhey13 · 1 year
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“PITIFUL”
Aku muak berada di sini
Namun aku tetap bertahan
Meski rasanya mustahil
Aku tetap yakin pada sesuatu
Tegakkan kepala dan tetap maju
Abaikan segala guncangan itu
Sesekali menghembuskan napas
Dalam pejaman kugenggam asa
Aku bisa mencapainya
Namun aku terganggu ketika
Seseorang mengasihaniku
Saat dirinya bahkan lebih pilu
(Madam Heyoka)
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read7sai · 7 months
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When the world falls, will we stand togther?
With Guns and Teeth.
Back on Back.
I trust you no matter what nobody says.
Through piles of body's.
You have my trust, Can i have yours?
will you abandon me to the rage.
Leave me to Pain.
I may stray away but I'll have cause.
I'm a Guide. I'm a Rouge. I'm not in control.
My brain will ack. I have to follow.
I can't change fate but I'll make sure their not alone.
You understand my words, or you'll leave to fight.
Can't hold on to once was are life.
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"When we awoke, we were away from Home. Pillars stood echoing Familiar sparks slowly rising. All who heard were called, answer the Tomb. Threats were waged, rage grew. Listen we Raced no longer Claiming are Mortal ways. Secrets revealed to those we knew. Fear came for us unused."
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