Nighttime in Poetry | Beautiful Poems About Nighttime

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Nighttime in poetry
Nighttime in Poetry

Goodnight
-Mikey

Nighttime is a fun time.
I’m as quiet as a mime.
It is fun because i can let my mind take flight.
Nighttime is when i can let all of my worries go.
Nighttime is where i go to escape all of my fears.
Nighttime is where i let all of my tears flow down my face.
Nighttime is when my mind fights for my sanity.
Nighttime is where insanity runs in my dreams.
Nighttime is where I think of cream colors.
Nighttime is where if wake up screaming inside.
Nighttime is when my sadness escapes.
NIghttime is when I slip into madness.
Nighttime is when feel like i’m older than i really am.
Nighttime i when i’m an emotional roller coaster.
Nighttime is when I think of my mistakes.
Nighttime is when it takes me all my strength to stay happy.

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nighttime in poetry word
Nighttime in poetry word

Lonesome Night
-Hermann Hesse

You brothers, who are mine,
Poor people, near and far,
Longing for every star,
Dream of relief from pain,
You, stumbling dumb
At night, as pale stars break,
Lift your thin hands for some
Hope, and suffer, and wake,
Poor muddling commonplace,
You sailors who must live
Unstarred by hopelessness,
We share a single face.
Give me my welcome back.

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practice as a trade
Practice as a trade

Nighttime party girl
-King Panda

nighttime party girl
starlight snaps your
cigarette awake. the imperfect
circles of earth’s motion orbit
around your breast. the moon
chimes
from your ears.
north and south run
the rivers of
smeared mascara,

you stop. listen to

the man
playing fiddle with
half-hearted
bar light.

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make a shrill noise
Make a shrill noise

Nighttime Dreamer
-Jordan Fischer

I am a nighttime dreamer.
It’s then my mind flickers on
And everything is clearer
But a nighttime dreamer
Has it all wrong
For a nighttime dreamer
Lacks the day time song
It’s the day time dreamers
That are the lucky ones
The dreams they see in light
Can be made true
With the slightest of might
But I am a nighttime dreamer
And what I see at night
Is gone by the light.

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nighttime in poetry
Nighttime in Poetry

Nighttime
Megan Hoagland

The nighttime never bothered her
It went hand in hand with solitude
When solitude was a friend.

Cold breezes
Dewey feet
Star-filled eyes

The nighttime never bothered her
Until the magic was snuffed out
With one lustful shout.

Frigid winds
Numb feet
Lifeless eyes.

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moved slowly
Nighttime in Poems

When Nighttime Comes
-Tolani
When Nighttime Comes..
The sky is blue, there’s a spring in my step!
It’s like I’ve forgotten my heart is a wreck.
A smile on my face and yes it’s real,
at long last I think that I’m starting to heal.

But when nighttime comes and you’re all that’s on my mind,
it’ll turn into a frown because I’ll remember you’re not mine.

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Sweet Nighttime
-RIH

“Half-sick of shadows”
Yet incessantly longing for the night
A shadow-wrapped liaison
Our skin uttering what we have not

Half-sick of scars
Yet longing to kiss yours
Both of us healed, both of us unsure
Both longing for the clinging dark

Sweet nighttime
Love-drunk revelry
Hands tangled in my hair
Your hands clinging to my thighs

Moonlit heat
Love lit obsession
Lips caress my teardrops
Your pleasure curves my spine

Grasping hands and knowing hearts
In the shadows we find the truth
In the darkness,
In the shimmering stillness,
In the sweet nighttime.

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Nighttime (Sunday)
-NeroameeAlucard

Nighttime (Sunday)
Well it’s dark outside,
I’m lying on bed
those thoughts of you
crawl back into my head
laid together in a passionate embrace
a look of lust and desire plastered on your face
the bed creaking, the neighbors hearing more… and more
I never would’ve guessed how naughty you are,
you took me by surprise on the floor
now we’re in bed, biting, thrusting for all we’re worth
making love until the sun arises to awaken the earth
oh how lovely this would be
oh wait I’m alone…. back to the website for me!

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Flying at Night
-Ted Kooser

Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his.

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A Night-Piece
-William Wordsworth

The sky is overcast
With a continuous cloud of texture close,
Heavy and wan, all whitened by the Moon,
Which through that veil is indistinctly seen,
A dull, contracted circle, yielding light
So feebly spread, that not a shadow falls,
Chequering the ground–from rock, plant, tree, or tower.
At length a pleasant instantaneous gleam
Startles the pensive traveller while he treads
His lonesome path, with unobserving eye
Bent earthwards; he looks up–the clouds are split
Asunder,–and above his head he sees
The clear Moon, and the glory of the heavens.
There, in a black-blue vault she sails along,
Followed by multitudes of stars, that, small
And sharp, and bright, along the dark abyss
Drive as she drives: how fast they wheel away,
Yet vanish not!–the wind is in the tree,
But they are silent;–still they roll along
Immeasurably distant; and the vault,
Built round by those white clouds, enormous clouds,
Still deepens its unfathomable depth.
At length the Vision closes; and the mind,
Not undisturbed by the delight it feels,
Which slowly settles into peaceful calm,
Is left to muse upon the solemn scene.

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Nighttime lover
-Kimber Smith

I’m a nighttime lover, a day time wanderer
I’d bathe in the light of the moon
and turn my back to the suns rays.
In the filthy haze of the morning, last
nights sins are tattled on by the light
of day and if I had my way i’d sleep
through the dawn til dusk and i’d laugh
at the idea of ever needing the sun. I’d
kiss my mates lips and we’d lie side by side
til he slipped away and i’d retire for the day
and nobody would ever cast a judging glance
because my indiscretions wouldn’t be laid
out before the world they’d still be in the
dark, with me. I’d be free to do whatever
I wanted with whomever I pleased. I’d be
free to talk to the man on the moon and tell
him i’d wish he’d been my first, to tell him I
wish i’d never told a lie, and I wished I had
said goodbye after the first punch, the first
time. I wish i had a clear mind and not bogged
down all the time. I’d call him a stranger and
tell him all about my life and he’d hold me and
say it will all be alright. And maybe then i’d
hope less for it all to end…I’m a nighttime lover
a day time wanderer stuck in the shadows of
weak kneed plunder and sometimes i’d be happy
to be alive though most of the times, i’d wish
i’d just died.

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Nighttime haunting
-Julia Elise

nighttime haunting
head hits the pillow
eyes shut tight
memories fade into focus
horrible thoughts play
soon hope to forget
not so fortunate
tossing and turning
cannot sleep
replay eternally
daydreams or nightmares
can’t tell the difference
no whimsical fantasy
dark treacherous feeling
never ending cycle
very near sleep
eyes abruptly open
shoot straight up
breaths heavy
mind full to entirety
lie down
slow breaths
drift off
and repeat
nighttime haunting

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Nighttime oceans
-Ulli Predeek

daylight dreams dive into nighttime oceans
hopeful heartbeats remain
pulsing through the fluid darkness of the room

I feel your breath trembling
painting my anticipation red gold and green

will I feel your warm cherrymouth
slowly climbing up my neck
up to the crescent of my ear
up to the wings of my lips?

I keep my eyes wide shut
and shiver –
feeling your humid running kiss
ascending to my lids

your silent passion
leaves me gasping blindly
for glittering sparkles of infinity

and I capture this moment
inside the memory of craving flesh
underneath every loony pore

nighttime oceans spill
into another sphere
and we both
disappear

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My Nighttime Lullaby
-Marie Helle Frasier

I become weary in unconscious peace,
And dreams fill the every corner of night.
The moonlight seeps through the floors of heaven
To reveal the soft stillness of the light.

Stars twinkle like candles anew; nightlights, too.
And the moon sleeps to the lullaby she brings,
Humming to the melody, the sweet harmony.
The chill nighttime air filled with that of which the nightingale sings.

The fireflies dance from my midnight reverie
While the sound of music drifts to the sky,
I shift between sweet dreams and horrid fantasies,
But the night still brings my sweet lullaby.

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Hello Nighttime
-Jon Tobias

Hello Nighttime
It hasn’t been as cold lately
The train of shopping carts rattles
Vibrate my forearms
Especially as I cross the yellow speed bumps on the ground

The city put those there to trip up skateboarders
And to confuse babies in strollers

Old women on walkers avoid them

There are things designed to make us slower
More careful

I think about my last poetry reading while filling the coolers
And don’t ask myself why when alone
I take myself to the places that make me most happy

My cashier asks me when he can go home

You do everything slower when
You keep yourself company
When you’re lonely
You’re not savoring moments
You just taking your time
Because you can
I set the alarms and lock the doors
The moon has been out for a while
I will go home and write

Everyone is asleep except for me
I crack open a few beers
Open the window so the moon can keep me company

Forever I thought there was something wrong with me
But I have learned
Like the moon
Some things will only shine in the nighttime
Not everything looks like gold under the sunlight.

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Her Violin Sings at Night
-Mike Winegar

She plays softly by the moonlight
In mournful solitude surrounded by mist
With the moon listening to the violin’s song.
The notes caress the stars at night
As the violin sings with her tenderness.
The night carries the music along.

She comes alone at night to sit by the lake
And pour her heart into the violin’s strings.
The violin’s voice haunts the nighttime air.
She plays a song of longing that makes her heart break.
Her spirit weeps as her violin sings,
While into the night rises a song of despair.

The moon and the stars lend their ears
As the solitary maiden comes to play
And the mournful notes take flight.
They listen until the sun’s greeting nears
And the tune finishes with the birth of the day,
But will be started anew when her violin sings at night.

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