#evening poems on Hello Poetry

K Balachandran Aug 2020

Empty letter box.
Evening is filled with bird songs;
The time to take wing!

#empty #letterbox #freedom #bird #wing #evening #song

Nidhi Jaiswal Aug 2020

every evening i call him,
just like my heartache sound call him.

my soul screams loudly,
just like quiet room shouting loudly.

the sound is so loud but nobody listen,
it seems that no one wants to listen my pain.

a terrible pain makes my soul shiver,
i want to cry and weep but i have no tear.

misses a strange scene that i want to forget,
but with the colors of evening i miss even more,
i can't forget forgetting it,

what i will do the evening colors,
which hurts my wounds.

This poetry is based on my true imagination about life.
Evening is the best time to memorise past and future. every evening i think about myself deeply.
Thanks for reading.

#evening #wishes #pain #love #life

Ashley Kaye Jul 2020

she seeks to make something of herself

if morning thoughts be dust of dreams,
i amble about until
Evening,
with its spinster gown,
lays waste to all the hope of day.

I enjoyed writing this.

#dream #dreams #morning #evening #gown #dust

Àŧùl Jul 2020

I Do Not Know How

I do not know how, no I do not.
Some of their poems appear bad.

Some are out of rhyme,
Some are not worth a dime.

I don't know how the legendary poets
Came to be known as legendary...

Perhaps because they had no reference
They had no parallels either
And so, they couldn't read others...

I am writing my 1866th poem
However, I read a lot more of them.

Talk about modern poets,
Some of them presume cussing,
To be good, to be divine
Like the evening wine.

My HP Poem #1866
©Atul Kaushal

#poetry #perspective #evening #wine #legendary #divine

Savio Fonseca Jun 2020

One Drink Away

This Evening I've started,
a bit early and I'm just,
one drink away.
From telling
The ****** Virus,
how bad a SOB it is.

#virus #corona #drink #evening #bad #early

Zywa Jun 2020

[ Slowly, the evening ]

Slowly, the evening

light stretches out, everything –

is touched one last time.

Collection "Without reserve"

#evening

Caitlin Stanway-Williams Jun 2020

Weightless

I think of you on warm summer evenings
when our slowly setting sun coats
dappled oaks in more shades than I can count,
and every leaf is framed in greengold.

I think of you as sleepy wind
lingers in my hair,
strands dancing on a moment,
before laying to rest by a collarbone peak.

I think of you when the warmth settles on my skin
so easily that I see myself
spill out into the dusky air,
finally weightless.

I think of you.

#lovepoetry #love #iloveyou #meditation #selflove #evening #sun #sunshine #summerevening #summer

Savio Fonseca Jun 2020

If Love had a permanent Address

If Love, had a permanent Address.
She would be residing, in My Heart.
We would wait, for each Evening.
So Our Midnight Romance, could Start.
But now, I'm an unknown Address.
Moving from, Place to Place.
Waiting.......for a Pretty Woman.
To hold My Hands, with Grace.
Until then, I keep Tossing and Turning.
On this lonely, bed of Mine.
Waiting for an Angel,
to lay Her Hands on Mine.
Some Nights, when U get Lonely.
Your Heart, will break like Mine.
U will long, for the Morning Light.
But the Sun won't, Rise and Shine.

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#love #address #heart #evening #pretty #woman #lonely #break #romance #nights