#nighttime poems on Hello Poetry

ARI Nov 2014

2am

I try so hard
not to hear
your quiet tortured sobs
ripping through my head

I try to sleep
but I can still feel
the weight of all your tears
weighing down my pillow

I try to ignore
searing pain gnawing
my every tender limb
from the blades you took to yours

I try to close
my bloodshot eyes to block
images of your bloodied body
laying beneath once clear water

I try to move
but its as if Im frozen standing
watching you fade away countless
times, your heart never stopping

I try to reach
hoping to touch your weary face
wanting to wipe the misery
from your beautiful eyes

I try to show
you I exist but every time
I reach for you I break the mirror
and youre gone once again

-ARI

#fear #depression #anger #life #pain #hurt #self-harm #nighttime #nightmare #personal

Sarah K Nov 2014

4am

Its 4am and I all of a sudden woke up
With chapped lips missing your company
And a stomach all tied in knots
Meanwhile my head buzzing with thoughts of you
Missing you is hell.

For the one who had to leave without a choice.

#love #life #relationships #night #lips #lover #nighttime #missing #personal #4am

Shannon A Thompson Nov 2014

Inn-Sum-Knee-Ah (“Insomnia”)

Inn-Sum-Knee-Ah (“Insomnia”)

I throw words at the ceiling fan

to break them apart over

the bleeding sheep on the carpet.

One. Two. Three. Four.

Pepper it over the bodies

while the fur is still waving

to the wind of the artificial air.

Five Six Seven Eight

My back cracks more than the

tocking insanity of the creak-squeak-squawk

crocked blame of the spinning blades above me.

I still can’t breathe.

Nine ten eleven twelve

The purple spot on the wall wanders between the bitter

clouds and the rocking streetlamps that wink,

as if to welcome me with “We are not sleeping either.”

But we will watch.

Thirteenfourteen.

That might be a good thing if I didn’t have my eyes closed,

burning from the inside out.

Fifteen. Sixtheen. Seventh

Sleep.

...

Viktor Aurelius read four of my poems on Whispers in the Dark Radio, a horror poetry show.

#sleep #night #thought #nighttime #insomnia #sleeping #horror #counting

lea Oct 2014

Orchidaceae

Explore the timid quiet night life;
Hear the billows of the gushes of the wind
And the orchestra of the grasshoppers
Within the blades of the knee-high grass.
And as the fairies and nymphets,
Dance under the umbrellas and mushrooms
And the star-clusters of constellations,
Walk past through the lane where lovers embrace,
And you, all alone, with no lover or so,
Just have to fall in love with whatever there is
To fall in love with.
The wax of Artemis, and the wane of Diana
Beams at you in static cinema-like spotlight;
The ghost of a girl with a battered heart
And the dew-damp earth and rain
On an empty 10pm cafè
And the scent of a purple paradox,
Oh, it’s death and so lively magic,
Fill the night.

Pick a petal,
And pick another one
And feel the stardusts coming into life.

#flowers #time #night #nighttime #magic #fairies #orchids #free-verse

terra nova Oct 2014

the best place for not thinking is the streets at night

i love it when the
night comes and ugly things
are beautiful- the horrid concrete building
is a stack of squared golden lights and there's
red and blue and green and yellow
in the grey-day worn-out town
like a surprise-

the moon is flat and pale and glowing,
thumb-sized, and there's
swinging lights like waves when cars
go by and shadows flitting
shades across the pavement
and the air's clear and cold and a
dog barks, into the inky blue lit-clouds sky
where other lights shine,
blinking spinning satellites and stars that
no longer exist
because they're so far away,
so far removed from
us.

#dark #stars #sky #nighttime

Lucca Roberto Oct 2014

Stormy verse

Sounds of rain
Bounce off
My window pane
The night
Can feel
Ever so bright
Yet full of
Gloom
The sheer clouds
Cover up
The lambent moon

#poem #poet #moon #dark #rain #night #nighttime #midnight #storms #stormy

kaylan joseph Oct 2014

Inside My Mind (original lyrics)

i get lost in my mind with my eyes closed
been walking around my whole life with blind fold
what has time told?
that all repeats or just flies out the window
the older you get it gets less simple
but you will never notice until its to late
got pay rent put food on the plate
is it fate to have everything that you wanted
or is it all just thrown in the air and you pass or you bomb it
nonsense we all got a hand on the wheel in the cockpit
it don't matter what happened in the air its how you land it
granted we didn't have the best plane or the best crew
but your pilot of your life its always been about you

#love #truth #life #nighttime #depresion

Megger Oct 2014

As Darkness Came

With darkness came a wisp;
barely a flick, a fleck of pristine snow
drifting towards earth to pile in
mounds, hills, mountains
ready for play as darkness came

The slippery hill ran fast beneath my plastic shield;
standing, swaying, falling down
caught in the arms of winter
and brought down softly as darkness came

Foreboding twilight
the bottom, the nadir of the day
when all creatures flee into their homes
and those unfortunate not to have one
perish
as darkness came

Hot chocolate frothing, boiling,
ready for cold lips to return and sip warm life
as the sweet splendid smell
slides into nostrils and eyes close in peace as darkness came

The fire crackling, breaking,
untamed and wild giving warmth
to all who gather around the amber flames
eating the heat as darkness came

A kiss, a switch,
the lights went out throughout the house;
Smothered in blankets,
silence and darkness but for a light
softly, mildly glowing
throughout the night to keep me safe
as darkness came.

#peace #time #winter #night #nighttime #childhood #sledding

Lucca Roberto Oct 2014

Moods of Midnight (First Draft)

This night advances past the evening.
The dead moonlight shines in, gleaming.
The tick of the clock is the present sound.
The tea kettle boils on stove, steaming.

A burst of wind punches through the windows.
The candle light's flame no longer shows.
Gently, a sound trees sway through the night.
The tea kettle screeches like a train's whistle.

As shadows crawl across the wall.
midnight moonlight minimally falls.
Light travels down the hallway.
But it dims down and settles as dull.

#poem #poetry #poet #moon #darkness #nighttime #midnight #moonlight #moods #nightvibe

shaffenstein Sep 2014

Nocturnal

Come to me when the night is deep,
when the darkness surrounds you,
when the spiders creep.
Spin a web with fingers sleek
and catch your prey when the world
around sleeps.
Haunted secrets we keep
when the air is not breathable
and all around the sound seems
unkeepable,
when love is weak,
tangled,
despicable...
Know I hold you,
unfold you
in a world that's predictable;
I'll lift you, unshift you
when the night feels so crippled,
uncage you, reclaim you
when your world falls unfixable.
Tonight under moonlight
when the wolves hunt alone,
we'll tune out the drone
with love's resounding home--
We'll delight in the known,
knowing we're never alone
and howl at the moonlight
too soon midnight gone.

#love #alone #nighttime #feeling #spiders #midnight #support #creep #howl #eerie