#latenight poems on Hello Poetry

Kratos Jan 2017

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You lack something,
You lack something of importance

I'm not saying you're broken
I'm not saying you're well off

You're kind of in the middle

Why is it so hard for you,
Why is it so hard for you to show someone you love them

You may think you've become vulnerable,
You may risk heartbreak

That's what makes it worth it,
In the end

#love #poem #latenight #vulnerable

Sebastian Macias Dec 2016

Without words

As the water hit my back
The sun hit her face
It had been a long night,
The dawn was quiet
We showered together
After our passionate morning
And she washed my hair
And I drank my beer
We were undistracted
I wanted to say I love you too
But I could not ruin the moment

#passion #*** #hair #latenight #morning #seduction #sunrise #shower #humanlovers

Betsy Garris Segui Dec 2016

Two a.m. Philosphers

We are the
       Awoken ones
       Our muse we hope to stumble on
Lit only by
        Star-and-streetlight
        Somewhere between the dusk and dawn.

|b.g.|

For us, the late-night and restless writers.

#poetry #poet #night #philosophy #latenight #writer #dawn #dusk

shyguypoetry Oct 2016

Every Night

Lying awake, still.

Pretending you are closer,

Wishing you were here.

#haiku #latenight #longdistance #missyou

Beckawecka Sep 2016

talking to you

Talking to you is God's gift
Because if I thought I had feelings I know now for sure
And when you say
You gotta go home
I hate it.

Because I don't like being alone
The music grows quiet and the food gets cold
And the night has nothing to hide anymore.
You were the reason I stayed up to see the moon.

Talk to you later, see you soon, say goodnight
But this time
I can't say goodbye.

I'm not sure why.

#latenight #conversation #messaging

Maria Imran Sep 2016

here is the thing

It's all jumbled up and sticky sorry-
but here is the thing-
I had fallen in feeling-
and now I really miss you.

just late night stories

#pain #confessions #night #feeling #distance #latenight #chaos

Julia Mae Sep 2016

i don't know how to not love you.

the air was stale with cigarette smoke
there was beer on your breath, like always it is
i gave myself away to embrace you as tight as i could
told you,
that not once these last few days did the thought ever cross my mind that i did not love you

it is three thirty in the morning as i walk and write this
still straying thoughts only to you
wherever you are at this minute
and i wish that i could be there, a part of those minutes

#love #lonely #alone #hurt #you #writing #latenight #lovepoems

Maria Imran Sep 2016

We were

Why can't I leave you like you have left me? Why has it got to hurt like this - this? (How do I hold it in my hands and show you how much?)
It's so much when it comes. Like a large wave it washes over me.
Drenches me thoroughly. I shiver, cry, tremble.
I think it seeps through me. Becomes part of me for days to come. Until it subsides for a moment - to re-happen and become me, again.*

Your memories. Your lies. Our love.

2:48 am ****

#love #lies #pain #sadness #memories #hurt #past #relationship #latenight

Maria Imran Aug 2016

5w

I miss you, I think.

#you #latenight #everynight #shoo

Broken Molecules Aug 2016

The White House Memories

went to the house last night
well this morning
4 am
strange
houses so full
of memories
emotions
simple things
tiny moments
split seconds
no one remembers
gripping this steering wheel
clenching my fingers
attempting to map
the blueprint
in shadows
trying to look
in black windows
old wounds and burns
festering once more
lump in my throat
tears of happy thoughts
cheery reminiscences
distance is present
desiring past habits and quirks
sunday dinners
countless conversations
with billows of smoke
running from our lips
papa and momma bear
remain on the hill
but kids like to run free
all different directions
locations away from
the white house
aftermath
odd change in the air
heavier
almost ominous
but familiar
welcoming
but not home

|Broken Molecules |

#love #home #memories #family #missing #latenight #house #familia #brokenmolecules