#midnight poems on Hello Poetry

mjad Aug 2018

Fun

Of all the fun Ive ever had
Almost all I've never told you
From beach days to movie nights
And pizza stops and wrestling fights
Almost all I've never told you
Car rides speeding at midnight
Walking on the frozen lake downtown
Scared that I'll fall through and drown
Waking up in his bed
To giving road head
All the fun I've had I've never told you
You never knew, never found out about
All the lies I hand fed you
Dozens and dozens of times I did what I liked
Instead of listening to you
And of all of those times of adventure and fun
I regret absolutely none
Except the fact I had to pretend I wasn't actually doing a single one

I'll tell them one day
Part 1 of 3

#youth #fun #adventure #head #love #romance #midnight #parents #lie #honest

Annie Aug 2018

Cherry Lips

I devote the nakedness
All to you
All for you

The longing of the dark nights
Craving
Thinking of you

Rattling leaves
So quiet
Yet impatient

Asking the silence
Are you for me?
Like I am for you

#love #lust #cherry #bites #nights #midnight #lonely #alone #romane

AVINASH SINGH Aug 2018

"Embracing Life"

Everynight many wishes comes and escapes through my mind, but tonight it's different it's not a wish to be bind,
It's madness which has engulfed me,

Tonight the infatuation to be "the death" itself has been born, to feel and sense the last presence of you (life) leaving the sheath forlorn,

To Taste your lips, to kiss your carelessly swaying breast, forever, waiting to embrace you with endless zest,
Though your true essence would eventually bring you to be contained within me, till then you would fear and try to flee,

Though I would be Dark and mysterious, many would find me awfully hideous,
But still, my heart aches and relentlessly whispers his wish to be "the death" tonight and it seems I must bear this ceaseless midnight,
All by myself,
But isn't embracing death is embracing life itself?

It feels Great to write after such a long time :)

#midnight #poetry #life #death

Gabriel Bonney Aug 2018

~ vemod ~

But the many words
I want to say to you
will hide within the
recesses of my mouth
like the fiery sun kneels
beneath the vast horizon.

But maybe in the pale light
of the midnight moon,
my words will be whispered
gently as you sleep,
and you will dream of me
and the words I wish to say.

vemod | Swedish | (n.) a tender sadness or pensive melancholy; the calm feeling that something emotionally significant is over and never will be back

#words #sun #horizon #midnight #moon #sunset #dreams #regret

Cherisse May Aug 2018

End me.

A deafening silence settles,
Leaving only dust and some movements,
Rustling in the sheets, tossing and turning,
Trying to get some sleep.

But where is the peace in the silence
When all you can hear are
The whispers, an illusion,
Yet there is nothing to be heard.

Slowly, out of reach,
My hand tries to grab
What is left of my own sanity;
And every night, I wish it were over.

End me.

I don't know. I **** at writing poems but i have no one to talk to, anyway.

#sad #end #midnight #poem #lonely #emo #whispers #nothing #help

Matthew Sutton Aug 2018

Backyard Landscape

A reflection - maybe that is what I see
A replication - maybe that is what I am trying to be

        and as I sit on this back-deck
        my left foot dangles over the left railing

        and in this midnight the street-light beams with confidence
        and
        as my eyes adjust
        The shadow grows
        Mine or your’s? - I do not know.

A miniature volcano decays between my fingertips
A moment of false peace
    -    a vapor
        come & gone
        a memory shrouded in nicotine
        lying within a bottomless ashtray
        This is the back-yard landscape    -

(1/1)

#cigarette #backyard #midnight #reflection #quit

Connor Aug 2018

Dawn

Waking up to gentle music,
The sound of birds chirping.

          c      R   u          N    c         H

CrUnCh

                    cRuNcH

C    r          U             n      C h

Taking a morning stroll,
Watching leaves fall.

    .  in     .        .

.   out   .    .

          .    . in        .

   .   . out   .

Enjoying the voiceless morning
As the sun rises from slumber.

._. I don't know

#idk #midnight #random

Myrrdin Aug 2018

Spiral

You think of me when you're drunk
In the midnight hours, in the dark
I wonder if you wonder about me
In the daylight hours too
When you see sunflowers
Like the one etched on my thigh
The thigh your hand gripped tightly
Whenever you were near me
I wonder if the memories hurt you
The way they have been hurting me
We were better than what we became
After we stopped kissing in the morning
When we decided to be friends
That aren't friendly at all
Stop calling me when you're drunk enough
To acknowledge that I still exist
Because it makes me remember you
And I can't drink you away

#drunk #memories #sunflower #midnight