The sunset fades, the shadows rise
The night descends upon the world
The stars up in their cobalt skies
Look down at flowers with petals curled
The crickets chirp - it's almost time
To see the world in peaceful sleep
An owl hoots in perfect rhyme
To the sound of the crickets' beat
The lights go out. The doors, they close
As children travel to their rooms
But I can't sleep. This heart I hold
Is shining ike the summer moon
I lie here on my mattress light
Awaiting in the sun to rise
Rays of yellow, blazing bright
Will soon be dancing across my eyes
And it will be another day
The shining start of something new
I wouldn't have it any other way
Because this way I'll be with you.
Author notes
I wrote this when I was bored, and I don't think it's very good. My study hall teacher and one of my friends liked it, but I'm not sure.
Please tell me what you think.
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self-doubt is one things that seperates great writers from the mere casual writer...it is within the walla of self-doubt when a poet does not think that his work is good enough where the masterpiece lays. Love the flow and I thought it was beautifully penned
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An owl hoots in perfect rhyme
To the sound of the crickets' beat
I like this poem. It's got a steady beat and the rymhes didn't seem stretched. I particularly liked the above lines. You're off to a good start.
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Thank you very much! I'm so glad you liked it. I can't wait to read some of yours!
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wow
i love it i got a full scene in my head of what it al looked like it makes me want to be in love for some reason hahah i know odd right
well awesome job verly well done
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Thank you for sending feedback! LOL I'm glad I could bring out those emotions. Yah, ur comment about being in love does seem kind of odd, but o well.
Kepe smiling!
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