Popular Poems About the Night
#night
Popular poems about the night. Poems are listed in order of their popularity this month.
Dark Night of Passion
it’s a quiet walk down a dark street
a dim light glowing in your bedroom
you took my hand
and led me to home
you looked into my eyes
and laid me down
undressing before me
straddling me
I looked up with desire
as you took my breath away…
a dim light glowing in your bedroom
you took my hand
and led me to home
you looked into my eyes
and laid me down
undressing before me
straddling me
I looked up with desire
as you took my breath away…
#lover
#night
#passion
312 reads
16 Comments
~the dramance of an extraordinary night
https://youtu.be/J89EqPyZx54?feature=shared
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
#love
#lover
#night
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
95 reads
5 Comments
Midnight Blues in New Orleans
Midnight Blues in New Orleans
Degas in his studio
Paints the NOLA cotton exchange
While sad clouds drift
Like floating islands of Bible belt dreams
High on the calluses of blues guitarists
Wailing like the ghosts of Hades
That haunt Claiborne Avenue
Like a hobo with his stove pipe hat
With a bottle of Port to welcome his ship
When he rises from his entombed dreams
Where Jelly Roll Morton was heard
Playing on the victrola
When the scent of whisky poured
From windows to the midnight voodoo
Of a...
Degas in his studio
Paints the NOLA cotton exchange
While sad clouds drift
Like floating islands of Bible belt dreams
High on the calluses of blues guitarists
Wailing like the ghosts of Hades
That haunt Claiborne Avenue
Like a hobo with his stove pipe hat
With a bottle of Port to welcome his ship
When he rises from his entombed dreams
Where Jelly Roll Morton was heard
Playing on the victrola
When the scent of whisky poured
From windows to the midnight voodoo
Of a...
#city
#homelessness
#music
#night
#women
77 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Popular Poems About the Night
Page: