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Nocturn
In night's essence, after twilight,
Seperate from all daylight's strife.
Anger, fear, the hot sun sleeping
time is killed when given life.
Midnight hour's silent choir,
Singing softly, no one hears...
Superficial daylight quarrels
shatter, all but disappear.
Quiet, listen, close your eyes,
hear their silent song.
Inhale the dark, a solomn peace,
Devoid of grief stretched long.
Nocturn creatures rise and sing
stories; Time without a king,
where the only danger near
is your mind when full of fear.
So calm yourself, remember the night,
when dawn comes and with it the light.
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Comments
Jackal11 Says:
1st comment!!!! k, so your an extraordinary artist, story writer, and now poet!!! good god! pretty talented if u ask me
sweetbelle Says:
it's lovely, gives you such a tranquil feeling while reading
rockyrec Says:
its really good! well done