I've not written poems in ages, here is one! :D
The night's silence is singing through my ears.
The calm darkness wrapped up with tricks to fear-
Thoughts, sweat, and nerves starts to shiver.
Let the dark night speak to me, let our conversation get deeper.
As I understand the darkness of the night and the silence,
Everything seems brighter, my thoughts, they are louder.
The vision in my mind, it has become clearer.
Closed eyes, and a beating heart, everything is lighter.
The night is beautiful, the innocence peak through,
They are all left asleep, calm, at peace.
Do they think when they sleep?
Through my eyes, I see a virgin soul, their presence; kept and fold.
And when the morning comes, when the light shines.
Darkness breaks away, painted with time.
You are pushed back roughly into a realm.
And you feel over-whelmed.
This is nothing sad, I like mornings and days and stuff. What I'm trying to imply is that everyone seems innocent when a person sleeps. I don't know how to put it, it's hard to explain. But everyone just seems like an innocent individual when they sleep because in their sleep they don't think. If you get what I mean. And also, the night is quiet and calm and it's nice to be in sometimes :) Nothing negative :D goodnight!
