#midnight poems on Hello Poetry

Reynaldo Casison 5h

She lights her Midnight candles
In my Loves Sweet gaze
We are our own loves
and exotic romance
Our Golden solitudes
Sweetly caresses

Reynaldo Casison

#candles #midnight #love

ChinHooi Ng 1d

Texts from her

She lived in my inbox,
a constant pulse of memes and midnight thoughts,
fragments of her days in a city I’d never walked
a movie recommendation
a reminder to sleep early
a nudge to wake up and try again.

Even from miles away
she found a way to stay close
weaving herself into my new routine
as if distance was just another setting
to adjust.

Her life moved forward in photos and captions
shared glimpses of places I could only picture
I watched, I listened, I responded
but slowly, the messages thinned,
the spaces between them stretching wider
until silence settled where she used to be.

Yet
even now,
some nights I still hear her voice in my head:
“Go to sleep early”
as if she’s still looking out for me
somewhere beyond the screen.

#smartphone #midnight #socialmedia #facebook #messenger #love #memory #sleep #goodnight

Kayla S Feb 10

12a.m.

11:50
Babe, I'm tired, let me sleep!
'No, stay up it'll be worth it. I promise!'
Fine, whatever..

11:55
Sleepy time now, goodnight. I love you.
'5 more minutes my love.'

11:59
Come on, it's practically 12!
'Just waitt'

12:00
'Happy one month my sweet girl! I love you so much.'
Oh my god, you're so annoying! I love you so much more baby.

I love puppy love.

#love #midnight #anniversary

kel Feb 1

idling

twinkling, sparkling...
the night sky is bustling
tints of silver mingling
fragments of memories dwindling
fingers tingling
walking and cobbling
a nostalgic feeling
as i stopped, idling.

i sound like a grandma ;-;

#idling #stars #night #sky #midnight #nostalgia #memories #cherish #sad #cold

greatsloth Jan 26

Midnight Solitude

This darkness is mine
This coldness is fine
They are my prize
For fearing lies

Only to the starlights
And to the midnights
My lips curls a smile
Companions till my last mile

As exciting as crumpled paper
My existence's a water vapor
A field without vivid flowers
A tree with a fragile roots

My soul shall rest
With no tears to someone's dress
Write this on my epitaph:
Here lies the heart that did not love

#dark #cold #lies #stars #midnight

Maria Jan 15

Prisoners of the Night

Clock hands go lazily – tick-tock.
Why should they rush? It’s almost midnight.
The Night doesn’t need their help at all.
She comes into its own rights.

She’s powerful over all that’s here.
And under its cover of darkness and gloom
We are all here, all to the last man.
We’re all locked up now in full.

We’re like prisoners of this Night,
Calm, submissive and tamed.
And clock hands go straight and true,
They’re unfailing attached.

I’m a stranger in the Night.
Ask her let me come in.
Maybe she'll let me stay the night
And I’ll find the peace and meaning.

Night is a magical time...

#night #silence #quiet #darkness #midnight

Misstic Jan 5

Enigma

i was love
in his midnight
storm in his
daylight

- an enigma

#love #thoughts #flash #poetry #midnight

Hebert Logerie Dec 2024

A Pitch-Black And Arctic Christmas Night

I am dreaming of a pitch-black Christmas night
Tonight, where the jolly stars can easily be seen
In the sky. From afar, the moon is clear and bright
And the clouds create a wonderfully divine scene.

I am dreaming of a dark black and arctic Noel night
Where all babies experience and see while asleep
The jamboree that I'm enjoying under the beam light
Of a flying sleigh. What I am saying is incredibly deep.

When the sky is pitch-black, there's always a party in Heaven
The angels wear an array of colors with their Sunday best
God sits atop, right in the middle of the feast in Eden.

I'm dreaming of a marriage between darkness and brightness
Where there is no evil, there is no Hell in man's consciousness
I‘m not sleeping but I'm dreaming like Baby Jesus in the nest.

Copyright © December 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.

#xmas #christmas #eden #heaven #stars #moon #noel #babies #midnight #night

Hebert Logerie Dec 2024

The End Of The Year

The end of the year is the dawn of a new one.
The sadness and the yesterdays are all gone.
We have in front of us: a new era, a new horizon;
We are hoping and dreaming of a better season.

The moon seems to be brighter at midnight.
The migrant birds are flying very low tonight.
They are chirping, screaming, moaning and singing;
The children are happy, jumping, running and playing.

We set new goals, short deadlines and crazy wishes.
We invite friends over to enjoy novel drinks and dishes,
And we listen to old songs, which never go out of style.

The globe will not stop turning and the wonderful sun
Will not cease shining. A new season always brings new fun.
We need to relax, be more realistic, laugh more and smile.

Hebert Logerie - Sunday, December 30, 2012
Hebert Logerie is the author of numerous poetry books.

#end #dawn #midnight #sadness #happiness #season #new