Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Payton Hayes Feb 2021
The moon poured over the
       moors
                     and the night-birds
howled                through the wind.
The stars shuddered in their
midnight sky                  and whispered his
name amongst themselves.

He could do nothing but swallow
his tears in her memory.
This poem was written in 2016. It is inspired by Sebastian James Fairfax from Gillian Shield's Immortal series.
Celine Ngo Feb 2021
W: Waves crashed against 2020 pebbles
A: against the shoreline. Colliding with one another, the pebbles slowly chipped away at each other, breaking apart. And
Y: yet, seven constellations twinkled above them in the midnight sky. The constellations of the captivating cat, sophisticated sheep, benevolent bear, unfaltering unicorn, dynamic dragon, lively lion, and curious chick shone brightly through the dark expanse, as if signaling to the pebbles below,
V: "Venture out beyond the horizon, for there you will find the 2021th pebble and be able to turn the tides. Even if storms darken the sky, the sun will always shine again. The celestial bodies will always be here for you, shining bright in the cosmos but even brighter when midnight strikes."
my submission for WAYV's calendar giveaway :3
Jennifer DeLong Feb 2021
Floating above on this midnight cloud

Winds flowing through pushing stars about

Seeing the dust of glitter strewn about this Galaxy

Wondering if , I am whole

as if the moon could answer

Letting the air be music
I stare at this magical wonder

I could lay here forever

The beauty of magic starlight
daring the moon to dance

sparkly and soft colors
dress this sky

Floating feels so right

Magically keeping me here
Upon her whispering cloud
Wispy and warm

Galaxy feels so close
like I could dance across her
stars as they glitter telling me
here and there

Taking me to dreams
Midnight Magic
bringing me home

Awake another day
But soon ,I shall return

to this midnight cloud

©Jennifer L DeLong

1/2018
frances love Feb 2021
i feel like i’ve lost all my shine,
everything that made me feel alive
i’m alive i’m alive i’m alive
i’m all i’ve got and i’m sub-par
at best;
i don’t do anything the same anymore
and i’m so afraid i’ll never do it the same again.

i'm scared that i feel my best when i'm
pinching at my skin, piercing at my will to feel,
reeling in from the pain that brings itself
down over me and creating my own
so i feel in control;
i'm afraid i'll always want to take it in my own hands.

when really i just want to feel like everything
matters enough to title my assignments
something funny, again.
growing pains
Fame Flame Feb 2021
It’s not what you think
It’s what I made you to believe in
I censor it
Paranoia pulling deep ends
My words are bruised
Coming straight from heart of warrior
Losing a truce
Counting days when we were merrier
I see them staring deep,
Fishing my answers and my secrets
It’s like I am, an open book easy to tear which
Can be thrown away whenever you would want to
Hold it sternly, it has stories of
scars with faint blues
I yell at my heart with all strength that I’ve left
To speak up against insecurities and deep anxiousness
Someone will hold your hand only if you put it forward
And leave you too,
If its fed with fake jolly smiles and pictures
I’ll tell you this truth,
If I’m ever being honest.
But that’s the thing....
I’m never being honest.
This poetry comes straight from a mind filled with insecurities and fears of saying something that she might regret later.  A poem; written by a midnight overthinker, who sees herself as a person who cannot express with right words when she speaks but can pour her heart when she writes....
Nina Feb 2021
3 am

─┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄┄─

What if we both left the earth,
And just run over it.
But I wish I could hear-
That we don’t have to be ordinary.
I’ve been thinking too much,
I feel tired inside,
But I am never tired of you,
You don’t know what it feels like.
I would write you a million love songs,
just to hear you sing,
I’ll make this feel like home,
this isn’t just a thing.
I would give you all the stars,
If you give me the night,
Where can I go more than far,
If we are out, out of time.
I’m strong enough to leave you,
I think I might die,
but weak enough to need you,
my heart asks me to cry.
Memories haunt me. I can't hide my feelings.
Alicia Moore Feb 2021
I imagine that the wind flowing through my hair
is your hand weaving through the strands,
as I stand
in the midnight air...

I imagine that,
alone in the place where I used to hold you close
as my tears begin to enclose me
in the midnight air...
maria Jan 2021
you called
out of nowhere
to ask
if I know a song

It's been a month since we last talked
what do you really want?
you're getting me crazy

written on January 17, 2021
© ,Maria
Ileana Amara Jan 2021
these are the nights, the late hours
relentlessly dripping into flawed poetries
pondering about love and scratching old scars.

IA ☕
Next page