Night Poems
#night
Night poems all about the dark time of the day. Here you'll find everything from beautiful poems about stars and moonlight, to dark poems about shadows and strange creatures that lurk at night.
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A First Encounter.....
The town sleeps, wrapped in the hush of streetlights, the distant hum of power lines, the sigh of trees shifting in the breeze. He moves through it like a ghost, barefoot on the pavement, the night cool against his skin. This is the only time he feels real.
He walks without a destination, tracing invisible paths, listening to the whisper of his own breath. The world is his, for these few hours. No voices sneering his name. No hands grabbing, pushing, tearing. Just the sky, endless and waiting.
The stars blink, cold and patient. The moon watches, unmoved. And yet—tonight,...
He walks without a destination, tracing invisible paths, listening to the whisper of his own breath. The world is his, for these few hours. No voices sneering his name. No hands grabbing, pushing, tearing. Just the sky, endless and waiting.
The stars blink, cold and patient. The moon watches, unmoved. And yet—tonight,...
#fate
#FeelingLost
#night
#nightmares
#winter
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tea & timbre
tea & timbre
aglitter in the galactic night
is a myriad faceted diamond
her heart
under summer stars
carmen & her gypsy lover
flamenco
summer sky
over Andalusia
second soul flamenco
the arabesque
in our lover’s nocturne
her timbre
rhapsody in indigo
played on her midnight piano
psalm of love
aglitter in the galactic night
is a myriad faceted diamond
her heart
under summer stars
carmen & her gypsy lover
flamenco
summer sky
over Andalusia
second soul flamenco
the arabesque
in our lover’s nocturne
her timbre
rhapsody in indigo
played on her midnight piano
psalm of love
#beauty
#haiku
#night
#seductive
#tea
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Pale Evenings Glow
Words spoken over wine in candlelight
On a pale moonlit night
What could be better?
Such are the desires and pleasures of life
Heard in the evening crooner’s voice
Witnessed in the twilight
By the night owl’s steady gaze
Together in unison
As the stars blaze
Burning till the wax melts
And the wick flickers and fades
On a pale moonlit night
What could be better?
Such are the desires and pleasures of life
Heard in the evening crooner’s voice
Witnessed in the twilight
By the night owl’s steady gaze
Together in unison
As the stars blaze
Burning till the wax melts
And the wick flickers and fades
#love
#moon
#night #romantic
#night #romantic
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voyeuristic moon
that
voyeuristic
moon
watched over
everything
below,
designs
of night
captured
and
measured
with logic,
then came
the loud
and
unrestrained
morning.
voyeuristic
moon
watched over
everything
below,
designs
of night
captured
and
measured
with logic,
then came
the loud
and
unrestrained
morning.
#earth
#moon
#morning
#night
#sun
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Morning Moon
I saw the moon last night,
full face, festive and glowing.
When the sun rose,
it was as if he had
just changed bar stools.
He looked weary,
pale, and hungover.
Overall, he looked
bewildered.
When I stepped outside this
afternoon,
he'd wandered off
probably to bed.
Possibly dreaming of wolves,
howling in the night.
full face, festive and glowing.
When the sun rose,
it was as if he had
just changed bar stools.
He looked weary,
pale, and hungover.
Overall, he looked
bewildered.
When I stepped outside this
afternoon,
he'd wandered off
probably to bed.
Possibly dreaming of wolves,
howling in the night.
#moon
#morning
#night
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Nightcastle
The future is only as certain
As a cold winter night
And the pale moon on the horizon
Shining Upon the edge of time
Your only comfort awaits In desperation
Beneath starlight
While your solace
Awaits in the soft dreamy realms of delight
As a cold winter night
And the pale moon on the horizon
Shining Upon the edge of time
Your only comfort awaits In desperation
Beneath starlight
While your solace
Awaits in the soft dreamy realms of delight
#dreams
#night
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~04:14, the 14th (with 414 madnesses posted in du.), l o v e
eyes & ears bury & burn sleepless
from the overnight whirring bikes
in roaring ruthless silencers .. in
such nonstop criming sound sin
is it some formula racing or just
the racing hearts of the riding
Valentines .. whatever
its 04:14 .. it’s 14 the Valentine
Feb.. What more logic . Happy
rashly polluting these pure
cosmically auspicious hours
of Brahmamuhurta
this crazy owlish sleepless
me .. a pretty nocturnal specie
I...
from the overnight whirring bikes
in roaring ruthless silencers .. in
such nonstop criming sound sin
is it some formula racing or just
the racing hearts of the riding
Valentines .. whatever
its 04:14 .. it’s 14 the Valentine
Feb.. What more logic . Happy
rashly polluting these pure
cosmically auspicious hours
of Brahmamuhurta
this crazy owlish sleepless
me .. a pretty nocturnal specie
I...
#healing
#love
#night
#spiritual
#ValentinesDay
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Hollow Street
the lamps lean forward bending light
on pavement that catches the night
the gutters clog with what’s been thrown
paper
prayers
and things unknown
somewhere a radio coughs a tune
half-lit beneath a sleeping moon
a train moves slow with iron breath
splitting the dark as if it’s death
I sit alone where shadows meet
coffee cold and silence sweet
the waitress moves in careful grace
her hands a blur in empty space
outside a prostitute walks and sways
her coat too thin for winter days
she turns the...
on pavement that catches the night
the gutters clog with what’s been thrown
paper
prayers
and things unknown
somewhere a radio coughs a tune
half-lit beneath a sleeping moon
a train moves slow with iron breath
splitting the dark as if it’s death
I sit alone where shadows meet
coffee cold and silence sweet
the waitress moves in careful grace
her hands a blur in empty space
outside a prostitute walks and sways
her coat too thin for winter days
she turns the...
#loneliness
#night
#city
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Nighttime
The time of night!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
#dark
#dreams
#night
#nightmares
#surreal
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Hush
Bring me the dawn
Though my longing wanes
Fading like a candle guttering in the void
This darkness is not of night
But of silence—vast, endless
A chasm where voices are swallowed
Where echoes are entombed
My road remains unwritten
A path unspooled into nothingness
Promises once spoken now ash on my tongue
Dreams once held now smoke in the abyss
A covenant sworn beneath celestial fire
To walk among the stars
Now broken, now spent
Cast to the gutter with the last ember of my cigarette
O hush of...
Though my longing wanes
Fading like a candle guttering in the void
This darkness is not of night
But of silence—vast, endless
A chasm where voices are swallowed
Where echoes are entombed
My road remains unwritten
A path unspooled into nothingness
Promises once spoken now ash on my tongue
Dreams once held now smoke in the abyss
A covenant sworn beneath celestial fire
To walk among the stars
Now broken, now spent
Cast to the gutter with the last ember of my cigarette
O hush of...
#night
#patience
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Haunt The Stars
Drifting. Drifting. Drifting
A cold silence deeper than the void
The aching wound at the center of my being
For you, I burn. For you, I hunger
Come unto me
My sweet lamentation
Come into my embrace
And surrender your flesh
That I may drink of marrow and spirit alike
I roam the blackened firmament
The sky of the dead
Where no prayers rise
Where no saints intercede
Await my arrival with arms open
For I am the hand that was stayed
The blade that was broken
The voice that fell silent at...
A cold silence deeper than the void
The aching wound at the center of my being
For you, I burn. For you, I hunger
Come unto me
My sweet lamentation
Come into my embrace
And surrender your flesh
That I may drink of marrow and spirit alike
I roam the blackened firmament
The sky of the dead
Where no prayers rise
Where no saints intercede
Await my arrival with arms open
For I am the hand that was stayed
The blade that was broken
The voice that fell silent at...
#dark
#death
#night #universe
#night #universe
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but you write
tedious is the night
you can’t sleep and it’s
been quite a while since you did,
but you write ..
you can’t sleep and it’s
been quite a while since you did,
but you write ..
#night
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DU Poetry : Night Poems