#dusk poems on Hello Poetry

Erian Rose Nov 2019

Into the evening dusk
The steady beat of the trumpets ring about
Next time
As I gaze up upon the stars
I'll wish for you
While they hurry down from the sky

Though, I know
You'll never be mine.

An ode to the one who I know will never see me as more than a friend.

#wish #love #dusk #evening #steady #beat #trumpets #ring #time #gave

MSunspoken Nov 2019

In Their Wake

The dawn of dusk turns gold to dust
The moon shares my loneliness-
A sliver of thread comes out the hem
Of my finely crafted soul

A whisper lost for sound
Spoken ever so slightly-
Is the tale of those forever loved
That leaves my heart unsightly

A knock in the chest
Is the gale pulling me forward-
Inching me through my fate
Still moving in a haze

A fall would be an escape
This thought echoes in my head-
Encouraging the drop so certain
Proposing an end to this dread

Now walking on a web of steel
Following the intricate delicacy-
Of the memories I once foresaw
Buried six feet under

The lightest touch so soft
A feather to tease my soul-
Daring me to follow the day as it shrivels
Pushing the last bits of gold to their extent

Although, drop so tempting
I vow to hold my ground-
trudging on past my history
And viewing the morning sun

This sin't part of my challenge, but recently I have been thinking about those I've lost in the past. At one point we have all taken someone for granted, which makes a sudden loss much harder to swallow. Grief is a killer, and allowing it to take over your mind will only dig you deeper. This is from my experience at least.

#loss #grieving #death #dusk #controlled

Cardboard-Jones Oct 2019

Neon Dusk

And we looked at the summer for the last time
In the twilight of our youth.
And we spoke to the summer for the last time
In the highlight of our truth.
And it was real but we never knew.

You needed emotions for the first time,
It reflected in your eyes.
I hid my emotions for the first time,
As it echoed through my lies.
And it was real but we never knew.
We never knew it.

When you can see who you could be,
Maybe we’ll meet again.
When I forget all my regrets.
Maybe we’ll meet again.

#neon #dusk #remember #summer #first #last #change #life

Colm Sep 2019

A Wish From My Fading Day

With the last ounce of daylight
   A quiet wish takes flight

Like the beating wings of dragon flies
   Faster than a heart can hold
   Clearer than a clouded sky
   With dusklit distant humming hues

Here is the wish intent on finding you
   Wherever you are in this storied eye

I cannot see you
   Though I wish
   (To find)

This started with the sentence... "There isn't enough daylight left." And continued with the question of "why?"

#dusk #end #of #day #*** #wish #wishing #hope #prayer #fading

Maya Duran Sep 2019

cardboard castle.

ii.
You are in the living room at dusk
Haphazard towers of moving boxes rise around you
The furniture has been dismantled and
You divert your gaze to the underwhelming formation
Of cardboard and tape
As your mother screams and throws the cat across the room

In retrospect, it reminds you of an album cover
For some emo basement band
A collage of childhood in hues of brown
Or a glimpse of red flannel
Cardboard castles, a little boy
Holding a paper sword
Taken on a disposable camera in 2004
And reappropriated for it’s nostalgia in 2014

The boy you caught is not amongst your rescue party
You veil your disappointment poorly as you climb into the passenger seat
And it filters through the holes in the cloth like grey light
You blame the fatigue on your mother alone
Though it isn’t entirely her own

"Cavetown wrote a song about your ex and we played it all summer long" pt 2. I remember wet grass and pavement, chainlink fence and the high school running track that was a few blocks down, but I cannot for the life of me remember what the the front yard of that house looked like. All I can picture is a curb and the street I grew up on in the deeper East side.

#childhood #sword #nostalgia #emo #flannel #cardboard #bpd #family #dusk #angst

blushing prince Aug 2019

old duster in a box hiding inside your closet

watching the same collage video on a loop of
leaves drying up
snow melting under the surface of a sweating floor
you leap up to grab me but there's only a cloud of moonlight coming through your window
you feel the arresting tackle of all the butterflies leaping out of your chest with rapid eye movement like the eyelash kisses you would give the mirror
the fluttering turning their wings into heavy blades that leave a pinkish glow on your chest

my name was worn out that spring and you never learned to turn the light on at night

#gold #dusk #afternoon #feelings #cigarettes #inside #the #tired #dreams #of

Smiling Queen Aug 2019

Better to come!

Better to come,
Worst has gone.
Dusk was harsh,
Welcome cheerful dawn.

~your smiling queen :)

18/08/2019
Something better has to come.
Just wait for it.
By the way Tommorow is my birthday, what can be better than that.
❤❤

#bettter #come #dawn #dusk #worst #gone #cheerful #harsh #soulwriter

Chris Saitta Aug 2019

Watermelon Dusk

My finest dusk was the watermelon kind,
When bats skitted in the shortcomings of light,
And on a picnic bench in the cool June of outside,
I felt the dogwoods and pines and other apple-greens
Fidget with insects in the newness of night,
I felt the only grace was
The watermelon kind, and though the world was newly
Dying in its freshness, the pulp squirmed
From my bloated, gleaming lips like
Blubber split from a whale’s side.

No, I do not condone killing whales. Just a carefree, reminiscence of boyhood and little-boy grossness of imagination.

#watermelon #dusk #summer #evening #boyhood #nature

Sally A Bayan Jul 2019

Misty

Moon glows o'er night blooms
strings play "Misty,"...soft voice hums,
......serene, fragrant dusk...

Sally

-© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
July 28, 2019

(before the rains...)

#dusk #haiku #misty