#latenight poems on Hello Poetry

Devashish Kumar Mar 2015

With heavy breaths
Pounding heart
Perspiring temple
I woke up in the middle of the night.
Was it a nightmare?
Or what?
I looked at the watch.
3 AM it said.
I gulped some cold water.
And let my breaths settle.
I tried to sleep
But in vain.
“I’ll take a walk.”
I said to myself.
“A bad idea!”
No sooner did my feet retort,
I found someone’s still gaze upon me.
I’d never known him.
But something about him
Seemed familiar.
Was he a colleague of mine?
Or my milkman?
I smiled at him.
He smiled back.
Forced smile, noticeably.
With unkempt long hair
Sullen abysmal eyes
Wrinkles of stress
Head loaded down
Wrapped in shabby clothes
Lost he was in his own thoughts.
He looked troubled.
Did he lose someone special?
I decided to talk to him.
I started to walk in his direction.
Astoundingly he too moved in my direction.
“He too wants to talk to me?”
I thought.
We kept moving towards each other
Until he crashed into the reality
And I, into the mirror.

#sad #nightmare #latenight #stranger #illusion #troubled

Joshua Poetry Mar 2015

Late Night Confessions

The hardest pill to swallow is knowing
that I did it to myself.
I can try to say that over stated/ cliche line:

"In the end, it was probably
for the best."

but the truth is, that it doesn't help.

My mind cannot help but wander and drift to the thoughts of you.
Your skin illuminated by moonlight.
The way you would hold me close and say goodnight.
The way we laughed and talked about the future.
About how much you were my pride.

I use to find so much peace by the oceanside,
but for the first time in my life I found that same peace
standing right next to me.
You make me feel alive.
My mom said that you were the best for me
because you brought life back to my eyes.

I always hated the city,
but seeing the joy it brought you made me want
to spend every moment I could with you.
The way you would grab my hand and lead me to
all of those special moments that you wanted to share,
and if I could, in a moment I would be right back there.

I took you for granted.

There are no apologies that I could ever pen
to help you to understand how much
I would go back and do everything over again.
I just wish that I could make you see that
you are the only oceanside I need.

If my heart is an anchor, then your heart is the sea;
for my heart longs to be weighed down to yours
for this life and all of
eternity.

#love #regret #confessions #thoughts #sorrow #imsorry #latenight #missyou

Mel Harcum Mar 2015

The Moon in my Bed

Some part of you is like the moon
softly glowing beside me on my too-small bed,
and the monumental loneliness you wear as a halo
must be a trick of the eye despite keeping me awake,
hunched over a folder of unedited poems at 2:45AM.
I wonder what the moon dreams of when the sun
tucks it into bed at dawn as your eyelids flutter
and your breathing hitches for a moment
before you roll over, face the wall,
parting clouds with a small sigh.

#moon #boyfriend #bed #night #latenight #college #luna #dorm #bae #dormlife

Amanda Feb 2015

dominoes

I feel too deeply;
I know.
You mustn't tell me
which way the wind blows.
Love is not merely a four-letter word -
something to be taken lightly.
It is a whispered promise
only heard
by those who can truly see.
Seeing with the heart,
sometimes you go blind.
And I swear, I might be..
I'm out of my mind.

But.

It is the skin from which I'm bread,
the blood pulsing through my veins -
It is the thoughts running,
running through my head
with every breath that I take.

I've got memories lined up
like dominoes -
I can tell you which belongs to whom.
These are the stones that life throws,
though you may feel it's far too soon.

Nostalgia is my worst enemy,
yet, we waltz
every single night.
I remember, bittersweet,
her holding me,
& simultaneously trying to forget
with all my might.

But memories,
they're my favorite ghosts
who continue to haunt my dreams.
Where everything is so lovely,
and for once, once more:
everything is what it seems.

#love #heartbreak #goodnight #insomnia #latenight #insomniac #imissyou #sweetdreams #imissher

Amanda Feb 2015

time.

I miss you most at 11pm
when I'm lying in bed
all alone.
I let my mind wander
and dance with the thought
of you,
finally coming home.

I miss you most
when my arms are empty
and you're not here to hold.
You think
I'd be used to this by now;
but the other side of the bed -
It's still so cold.

I swear that I miss you,
just hearing your voice
playing over in my head.
I wish I could rewind
and say all of the things
I wish I would have said.

I miss your kiss
that I never got to feel
though I've played it over in my head
too many times.
If you ever were to come back,
I'd be waiting here;
it's me that you would find.

And I miss you most
when I hear your laugh
in the pages of my mind.
It's still hard for me,
I can't seem to realize:
*we ran out of time.

#time #heartbroken #insomnia #latenight #imissyou #imissher

r0b0t Feb 2015

Where I Would Like To Believe We Go After Death

My heart, the very center of my being, has been locked away,
thrown carelessly into the expanse of space I hold so very dear,
locked inside a glass jar, a glass jar full of embalming fluid and Earl Grey,
to hold me inside, to contain me, to comfort me,
as I float away, as I watch the stars from inside my glass prison, my chosen media for viewing the galaxies that held me alive,
as I die among my hearts,
among the stars, each one another poet,
freefalling.

#heart #death #space #galaxy #bad #latenight #visual

Adam Kobosky Jan 2015

11:59PM

You helping me,
now that is really kind of you.
Me helping you,
is what I strive to live for.
The day is nearly over,
and tomorrow begins.
Tell me,
did I ever once cross your
mystical fantastic imagination?
I will tell you,
you are always on my mind.
Does it **** me?
Absolutely.
But that is really okay.
You make the cigarette
last a life-time.
Oh, the time just changed,
did you?
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**I really hope not

I don't have any words for this one,
I really feel emotional after writing this.
My heart wants to bleed through my chest.
Just please promise me reader that you'll live on.

#hope #time #imagination #tomorrow #latenight #helping

Gwen Jan 2015

3:51 a.m.

And I can't sleep at night anymore because I swear to god the sheets still smell like you even though I bought new ones last week.
My mind is burns with the memory of your eyes when you used to look at me, and say you loved me.
Your smile was so lovely, just like those lies you told me when we would lay in the darkness.

I don't like this too much because it's more towards the "I'm not over you" yet I am over all my exes...
I like the quality tho.

#love #lies #broken #alone #latenight #youlied #ilovedyou

Renee Jan 2015

Late Night Rambles

I'm not gonna be another hit & run,
another ball hit in your game
but baby if you want to play
I'll play for sure
Tired of being hurt
and others being there too
You aren't gonna "get with me"
like your friends told you to
I'm not these other girls,
that you tricked
honey I've been here and dealt with it a thousand times
Don't think I don't know
Your friends tell me all that you say
and god forbid you say you didn't

#why #*** #latenight #games #smart #rambles

Victor Mickeal Jan 2015

Untitled

She said she just wants the simple life for us.
but gives into the lust of finer things.
You aim to figure me out
but can not solve your own complexities.
Then wonder why I won't let you in? My skin is too thick from the hard road.
It protects my adamant heart.
I am at compacity with all these **** memories.
Nights where claims of hate turned hard thrusts into a soft body.
Tattoos of teeth marks on my shoulder
Waterfalls pouring down my leg and screams of false love with each warm ****** given against this cold wall.

So you see, the way is shut for you.
You cannot become a thought.
Only a forgotten

#passion #lust #poets #latenight #conversation #nolove #whoami #soulpoetic #thoughtsofthethird