Poetry of the Night

Welcome to Poetry of the Night!

Welcome, wanderer, to my realm of shadows. These poems come from the darkest places of my heart. Read them by candlelight. Do not steal them, they are copyrighted (by me).

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POEMS

Midnight
The clock strikes twelve
and no one hears
but me and the moon
and a thousand years

I light a candle
it flickers and dies
like every promise
like all your lies

The Rain Knows
The rain knows my name
it whispers it at night
against the window glass
when nothing feels right

The rain knows my name
but it never calls it loud
it just keeps on falling
from a lonely cloud

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Static Heart
My heart is a TV
at three in the morning
all static and snow
and no one is watching

Shadow
I am the shadow
at the edge of the hall
I am the whisper
that you don't hear at all

Don't look for me
in the bright light of day
I only come out
when the stars come to play

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