Miraquill
I lie in the dark,
awaiting sweet oblivion
The dark is calm and warm.
I am alone in it,
but now I find comfort
in its solitude.
The dark, it calls,
but I lie outside its clutches.
They say sleep is important,
but I feel safer awake.
The night, so warm
and inviting,
It brings peace,
tranquility. Comfort.
I yearn for the night
it allows me my solace.
Alone, I curl
up in my bed.
Too many thoughts
in my head.
Sleep evades me,
as it always does.
I wish it came,
like the quiet dove.
Anxiety holds me,
Sleep runs.
The same battle
each night,
Alone I must fight.
©tiny_one
#latenightmusings
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tiny_one
29w
Read MoreThe dark can be calming, but it can lead to a racing mind. Sleep is so important, but I constantly miss out on it. I wish sleep came easy, like it does for some, but insomnia keeps it away.
#repost #pod #postoftheday #sleep #insomnia #latenightmusings7 0
archedbrow 37w
Read MoreHi,
THANK YOU FOR ALL THE ��
Truly was a warm welcome!☺️
Loneliness is the best choke accessory.
#loneliness #poetry #poem #latenightmusings
#likeacactus #connectionDon't Go Until I'm Gone.
Years of I,me & myself,
Find relief in,
Moments with you.
So when you step away to leave,
The whole of me
Pleads, don't leave so soon.
While a part of me,
Keeps my pride.
With a zipped mouth.
It's the walls I talk to everyday,
Who remind me,
They're waiting.
A vast expanse of empty solitude,
Lingers around us.
Waits for me in the shadows.
For you to go.
So I can see myself alone again,
And affirm my sorrow.
So please prove me wrong.
And wait till I leave,
Watch me go.
Cheat a bit,
Dim the light.
Drown the shadows.
So I can keep 'us' going.
And part as one.
Split the bill, text me later, and;
Don't go until I'm gone.
©archedbrow44 10 14
- archedbrow @unspokenpen1927 Thank you✨
- heartsease It's the walls that I talk to everyday ~how wonderfully written emotions, this is so heartfelt
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archedbrow
@heartsease Thanks Purva!
Love how you can so eloquently pack a punch in your words! - heartsease That's so kind of you to say, thank you :)
- archedbrow @heartsease
Awakening
...and maybe, just maybe...
The days aren't bright enough.
And the nights too lonely.
The days way too chaotic
to hear your own thoughts,
when you want to.
The night so quiet
that you hear own breath,
your heartbeat,
when you don't want to.
But the days will be brighter, my love.
The nights will cease to be so eerily quiet.
There will be a sunshine once again,
bright enough to blind us.
And the nights, oh the nights..
The nights will prove
their worth to you
one more time.
Laden with stars, the nights will shine.
The nights will breathe again.
And the nights will be your awakening.
Just as you are mine.
©paulinadehazra10 0
poemsforever
73w
Living.
Existing.
She have built castles,
around her heart.
Locked her heart in it.
Collecting colours,
yet confined, within.
Not afraid anymore,
to cross over.
Embrace life,
With all of its cruelty.
At least, she's smiling.
©poemsforever13 6 4
- poemsforever @__rudram__ Thank you oodles, Rudram.
- poemsforever @deepflowsoul Thank you so much.
- rudramm My pleasure ❤️
- umerkhayyam Well knit.. as usual :-)
poemsforever
73w
She's made up of old papers, museums, long forgotten stories, few stolen moments, some autumnal nights and an ancient fragrance, that would last a lifetime.
©poemsforever65 6 12
- _the_nightmare
- poemsforever @shreyah Thank you oodles.
- poemsforever @_the_nightmare thank you oodles. :)
- _the_nightmare Oodles what is the meaning
- poemsforever @_the_nightmare "oodles" means a lot. Me and my American friend (at Twitter) use this word to describe; how much it means to us. That.
Loved and lost like dreams and nightmares
- forever_lost10 0
I should not have hoped that we belong to each other.
©retrosinger11 1 1
Will you like me the same if I showed you my flesh rotting with melancholy under my skin that smells like daisies?
©retrosinger12 3
hylzarie
95w
Read MoreHer smile= His peace
Her pain= His suffocation
~♡
#Unrequitedlove #latenightmusings
#loveHe write magic
He weave love in every line of his verses
"No.....he's not a magician"
He's a broken heart poet who wrote about his Unrequited love...
©Aashi♡135 67 33
- butterfly97 @belovedwish Kya hua
- theultimateinsane @belovedwish
- fromwitchpen @belovedwish most welcome
- _bandita_ @belovedwish ❤️❤️
- lovenotes_from_carolyn ♥️♥️♥️
retrosinger
96w
How do you walk away, when all you want to do is stay?
©retrosinger10 1 1
retrosinger
96w
When your love is like the ocean, you cannot expect somebody with the capacity of a river to soak it all in.
©retrosinger5 0
retrosinger
96w
The feelings were heavy,
My heart was numb.
The music doesn't help,
To the misery, each night, I succumb.
The days are a haze,
The nights are a torture.
My body feels like a huge void,
Will pointless conversations with strangers
Be the suture?
The poems seem pointless now
Now that it doesn't have your voice.
The words hold no meaning anymore,
I have nothing else left to rejoice.
Putting on unknown demeanors,
Every day I push you
But you're an emotion strong enough,
You always find a way through.
My hands, they're cold
Now that you don't hold them.
Will I survive this heartbreak,
Will this misery end?
©retrosinger4 0 1
retrosinger
96w
My body was agonising,
My heart felt hollow.
My eyes had rivers of their own,
Their bed so shallow.
Made the salty water
Flow down the cheeks,
Yet couldn't calm the pain down,
The agony so deep.
Shoving my face in the pillow,
I wet it's satin covers,
The pillow pleads me to stop crying,
I flip the pillow over.
Finally the tire took over
I dozed off to sleep,
I had to be strong again tomorrow,
Placing the pain deep within.
©retrosinger6 3
Like dried blood on skin, we cling tight,
We make languid love on weekend nights,
Camouflaging all that boiling hate,
With odd ramblings and trashy dates.
We let festering feelings be our guilty pleasure,
We seek peace in dystopian leisure,
Our love-a soft, dying fire.
And yet, we slow dance our way to each other.
©chocolatesandchampagne5 0
_aurora16
100w
Read More#zephyr
#zephyrc
A lill try
@writersbay Thank You for this challenge
#challenge
#mirakee
#pod @writersnetwork @writerstolli
#latenightmusingsYesterday night
when I was sitting in my terrace
adoring the beauty of moon,
A gentle zephyr touched my face
and all your old memories flashed back
and left me in tears.
©_aurora1635 6 7
- shaiz_fs Can feel you ❤️
- tamanna3 Too touching
-
writersbay
Memories come back in random ways. And with them comes the blemished, faded versions of the emotions we once felt.
This is bittersweet write-up.
Thank you for participating. Keep inking. - unloved_poetries ❤️❤️
soul_scriber
103w
Book
Here I was thinking you the book of my life, while I was just a chapter in yours.....
©paresh_ai6 0
burnmark
105w
Read MoreSometimes, it is just an emotion which separates a human from a monster!
#readwriteunite #thriller #latenightmusings #insomniakicksinDead of the night!
Limping towards the grave, her bruised body was not the only weight...
She still had to jump over the guilt gate...
Embracing the dead of the night...
Was only the beginning of a long fight...
The cool breeze brushed past the fresh wounds...
The burning sting of the flesh was here to stay...
When the dead didn't stop calling...
She had to take the less traveled way...
Clutching on tightly to the shreds of her prey's emotions...
She quietly fed on the leftovers of his soul...
For, those crumbs were all that she needed, to once again feel whole...
©burnmark4 1
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yashrunwal
This is awesome, just read this and im highly impressed by your style and the flow that your writing carries. Im looking for authors for my upcoming anthology based on Mystery and thrill which i think you are fit for, if you're interested in getting published (in an actual book) i'd be very pleased to have you on our team of hand-picked writers, please consider this opportunity and and let me know.
Keep writing it's amazing!
Abstract have a different charm. They create prepossessing thoughts.
©shreya_randhawa12 1
adaffodelilah
113w
A Myriad Pieces of Me
A thousand happenings came crashing by,
How I wished it was all a lie,
Left me drowning in the whirlpool of my thoughts,
I felt I've been parched by years of droughts,
I've been shattered into a million pieces,
Well I've also heard countless speeches,
It'll all be over soon, don't worry, you'll be fine, I'm here with you , don't cry,
But all I needed was someone to try,
Alas I realised
It was me who had to prioritise.
Only I was the one who could synchronise;
These tiny beautiful broken pieces of me.
©zahra189 0 2
forsakenmusings
115w
The ocean of your heart was never meant to be grasped by every hand
©forsakenmusings
