Sleepless nights and starry skies 2. Autumn breeze it fills my eyes 3. Hoping that you'll tell to me 4. I(n) between the lines, is what I want you to see 5. Waiting for that special night 6. Love in the air, I hope this is right 7. Wishing, wanting all to be true, read what I say and I'll tell 8. You. _________
Some nights I don't sleep I lie and think About all the possibilities The endless chances What fate may bring. But when I lie with you All I do is worry, Because I know you're too good for me.
nights.
Author: Meghan Lily
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Date: 05/04/2020
№ 1206907
Long days forever nights
Exhausted pens... Blood fused prints Due to dedications Love for the taste of My skin... My lids Far from friends, they Never meet blind to The sun's retreat the Moon's indication to Sleep misunderstood Because success has Arrested my ability to Comprehend
Hopeless dreams... Energy shaving Thoughts of my blessing Of expression being A feeding the world Needs... until I shackle The worlds attention Forever is the time my Watch will read even If impossible acts as the Platter that shelters what I intend to feed
In the spider web of night where she waits with eyes so bright and blue Is where you wait with bated breath To fall again into the death of yet another morning light and with her legs she'll hold you tight and not let go. Spiders flow and spiders go where weak men fear to tread And lay you down upon their bed until they've feasted and you've bled another night away.
I see no spiders in the day, and though I look each and every way they are not there But in the darkness their eyes glare at me Stare hungrily and greedily To feed on me I am not free but trapped inside the spiders lair and she waits there For me.
nights.
Author: John Edward Smallshaw
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Date: 03/04/2020
№ 1205479
Summer nights
(2/16/12)
It came upon a summers night The wind was cool, the stars were bright. Never in her life did she have such a thrill As she felt her heart start to fill.
The beauties and splendors of the night Created such a beautiful sight. There was a feeling of love in the air Wiping away all troubles and cares.
Music being played in the streets Children dancing to the beat Elderly couples walking hand in hand This was a night that no one planned.
The summer nights tend to set all hearts free And this is where you want to be. Looking up at the stars at night And seeing all of gods beauties In my mind take flight.
Recalling times of summer s past And hoping that it would forever last But each season has a beginning and an end And new memories in your mind to Your heart will send.
But I will take my summer nights And look upon my summer days And to god for this I give him praise.
There's a man with no life in his eyes, There's a man with no life in his eyes.
It had been a long time since i wrote mediocre poems, Without a sedative, overtly sensitive and too self-conscious For my liking, unlike all others: under the influence of A more potent Bacchus elixir, as is due further North, building up on some sort of ethnic Mythology - it's just that i know it's not actually Self-consciousness, but precautionary measures, In the sense: i can't be ridiculous - i remember Reading the poetry foundation and knew it was Poetry straight from the coffee houses and tea parties: No ridiculousness and certainly more sensitivity; I haven't been down this alley for a long long time; And it's bothersome, just a little, just a little Too much for me: a poet with a repertoire of 6 accessible Poems to browse over, a poet in residence at some University, but only a repertoire of 6 accessible poems To browse over - so much love on the page, so much Nature, so many relationships, religiosity, living, Hobbies, art... I can only refer to my porcelain doll eyes, I remember when that one word was whispered Into my ear, i was at a party in Edinburgh, promise Of a lively affair, psychotically shopped in a clothes Shop buying all the cotton glitters of fine prints... But at the party i ended up a potato sack like hood Made from hemp - the minute that word was whispered Into my ear, an electricity ran through me entirely, My eyes rolled back and a mini-epileptic shiver shook Me yet enabling me to still stand - the mini seizure Stopped and the porcelain eyes were revealed for me To peer from behind - i seemed to have lost the depth of those Prior eyes masqueraded youth, naiveness, hope, A bearable kind of expression of love and solidarity, Ambition, jubilation at physical exertion: the basic tenets For a thirst for life... but everything changed in a flash of Lightning... i rushed out from the party in rage... Walking from the door of the party (an apartment, below Which were shops) i smashed the window to a hairdressing Shop... run into an alley, and threw everything from my Pockets on the floor: coins and a polish citizen card... After all i wasn't exactly in favour of holding a dual- Citizenship... then certain things revealed and certain Hidden, audacity over scholarly dogmatism, comparison:
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Ah! О§ Оѕ П‚ C x s H i i I (g m a)... " " " But then there's another ШµШ§ШЇ S' ДЃ D As there is also " " Ш±Ш§ШЎ R ДЃ and however many variations,
But the principle is the same as the encryption in The greek book... oh man, i wish i could write cool stuff, About nature and all that stuff about being macho on Machu Picchu with a boyscout survival guide... I just can't rub of my initial indoctrination to a certain Degree with a religion, up to the age of sixteen we Used to prayer in the morning, the *our father drilled Into us - hence i justify my interest in these matters Because of that - just spotting one thing following through To another with a similarity - you can hardy deny The Quran is not following from what was established prior, Although that's where my interest ends... Just looks like another jigsaw puzzle... i just haven't Seen any literature on the topic... and i'm not going to Transliterate hebrew, for that numbers game whereby The original Gematria meaning i already described about The geometry of letters, and how they all fit through O... the open mouth... M can fit through the mouth And also turn into a bee caught between the lips, And can also be lodged in the larynx when you hearing Mumbling with the mouth closed.
Have you ever been in so much pain that it hurts to breathe? Is your pain so severe that you wouldn't wish it upon your worst enemy? My pain is like this It's one that does not stop for me It throws tantrums like a child that doesn't get what they want It speaks to me like a bully would It ruins my confidence much like an ex boyfriend would But yet here I persevere On those nights that you can't think straight Remember that you are not the only one Remember that you have goals Remember that you have a chosen path Driving off the road will do you no good, no matter what the weather...
