#starrynight poems on Hello Poetry

Maahv Z Aug 2020

Look up,
aren't we blessed
to witness the starry pattern ..
it echoes across
my thoughts
my writings
in
my
head ..
filling up this void
in its quite solitude..

let me be drunk
overflowing with starry, mid-night
magical night ..
who cares what goes around
the world !!
While,
I witness the marvels
my heart
my soul
in
my
dreams ..

I find you in the loneliness
of these words
amidst
dreaming
of starry nights ..
all over me !!

in a colourful
yet subtle silence.

#starrynight #silence #remembering #colours

Muse Serenade Jun 2020

My Love,

This feeling is as beautiful as starry night
Flowers in my heart when I see you always
I see you when I close my eyes
I miss you so much when I hear you
You made my heart flutter so much
making my cheeks turn pink
Such an angel smile
Such an angel heart
Wanna see you everyday
Wanna see you every night
Never felt this way before
Never wanna let you go baby.......

TO: Chim Chimmy
Maybe in future

#love #unreachablelove #fangirling #lovely #starrynight

Risa Njoroge Aug 2019

One last fight

Half past mid night,
Been up since before first light,
Can not get over this fright,
Can not take another fight,

This can not be " a we"
Fights, frights and late nights,
Last night,
And again when it was first light,

Loveless life,
Even on beautiful starry nights,
Not even worth the "we" time
We can no longer be intertwined,

Another starry night,
Another frightful fight,
Frights, fights every single night,
Tonight I fight one last fight!

#lovelesslife #lastfight #starrynight #onelastfight #fight

fray narte Jun 2019

Dissociation #6

I'm drunk and the skies are a little hazy, and the stars, a little like Van Gogh's, but tonight, I'm still an astronaut angling metaphors from the mesophere and you're still the moon to which these poems orbit around.

#vangogh #starrynight #love #stars #moon #poetry #spilledink #spilledwords #vincentvangogh

Sharmaine Jan 2019

Under the cold starry night

So cold but it felt so warm
Clear nightsky is coverd with stars
Simple conversation becomes special
And its all because I am with you.

#starrynight #coldbutwarm #withyou

Shewrites Nov 2018

Namsan Tower

Wish you were here with me
Gazing upon the city lights
under the starry sky
We'll hang a lovelock
in the bridge
with our names
engraved on it.
Today was cold
Because of Autumn's breeze
Wrap me around
Your cozy arms
And make me warm
I miss your touch.
I miss you
And ill see you soon my love!

Lots of love
Shekinah

#love #ldr #tower #starrynight

Pyrrha Aug 2018

Broken Art

We always talks about putting our broken pieces back together
Or we speak of mending another with tape and glue
Like stitches that won't undo
But putting the pieces back together wont make them new
Why don't we ever think about picking up each others broken parts
And placing them where ours once were
Instead of fixing a puzzle with missing pieces
Why don't we become art
And fill each other with beautiful parts?

All that you find broken about yourself
All that I find rotten within my hollow shell
Are colorful pieces to complete a work of art
If you take some of me and make it beautiful
Then perhaps one day I too could see the beauty I betray
I'll do the same for you as I collect these magnificent additions
To the masterpiece that I make of myself
One day we will become Mona Lisa and The Starry Night
Not only will we be the art we will become the artists
As grand as DaVinci, as unique as Van Gogh
We will fill this world with our broken art
And make others learn that there is beauty in every splintered part

#art #vangogh #starrynight #davinci #monalisa #broken #brokenpieces #pieces #masterpiece

chloe May 2018

sometimes.

its harder to speak than to yell.
and harder to yell than to.....think.
but.
as the slumber passes, and the daisies awake.
i feel as if i could talk to you.
just talk.
it might not be a real conversation.
because i might jut blink. and the time i felt i could talk.
would have dashed away from me.

in the night, the stars form into flowers.
others see constellations, or space stations.
but i am unique. i see picturesque flowers bathing in the night glow.
iris. rose. both in bloom. blossoming from the roots of the starry night.
it is really easy to know.
just harder to
speak.

speak even if your voice shakes.
~dolly everett.

#flowers #garden #posy #rose #daisy #iris #constellation #starrynight #starry #midnight

Poetry Art Sep 2017

Seven Commandments of Satan

Thou shalt follow me,
Be with me 'til eternity,
Turn into someone I want you to be,
With my decree thou shalt obey me

Thou shalt be envious,
Like a culprit get what you want to use,
Live with thy desire,
Happiness of others you should acquire

Thou shalt be gluttonous,
Like a pig go and be voracious,
Satisfy your hunger and rapturous cravings,
Drinking and eating what you want is never sating

Thou shalt live with lust,
Like a tigress in bed you must,
Embrace the desire you have within,
Coquettishly caress and savour someone's skin

Thou shalt be wrathful,
Like darkness let it manifest your soul,
Hatred shalt flow violently in your blood,
With thy anger sins shalt flood,

Thou shalt live with thy pride,
Never ever let thyself subside,
Walk with your pretty cruel soul conceited,
Shalt not let thyself be defeated

Thou shalt be greedy,
Like me love thy life acquisitively,
Have the excessive desire to take what you don't need,
Earn what you want no matter if you exceed

Thou shalt live like a sloth,
Do nothing just lay at your couch,
Survive like a narcoleptic man,
Just sit down and hope that something will be done

#starrynight #creepy

Sally A Bayan Mar 2017

Caffeinated

Dinner is done
everyone's settled
the evening.....like the moon.....is full...
the weight of the night has itself eased into mine,
my expected moment of slumber...now distraught...
the Heavens are purpled
twilight drapes have fallen,
winds of March...bellow
.........my pillows
..............are hollowed
.......................by my elbows
......as a distant rooster crows........
i lie on my abdomen...legs swing back and forth,
catching inspiration, a word, a daydream...a thought,
i grab a pen falling, i grasp a journal, a book,
...............everything is within reach
but, not...the....long..................stretch
of hours....of a sleepless night...whence
....spiced...spiked...and sugared memories...
..........accompany me...and sail with me
.......as i cruise along this lethargic sea
'neath a silent dark, where aches are loudest
.........domed, by an unworded loneliness,
i am wearied by a flow, that is endless,
.....this minute...imagination is ceaseless
........i reach for my mug....but, it's empty
.........................i hear no liquid seething
this moment, a dark sea, should be brewing....
this hour, verses must be a river, overflowing,
...enfolding, this cool and starry, starry evening...
.......i am caffeinated....even without coffee....

Sally

Copyright March 23, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

(a nonsense poem, most of you might say
...... a new coffee poem...spun today...)

#coffee #fullmoon #caffeinated #starrynight #starrystarryevening #purpled