Just Another Night

The night is unbearable humid
The breeze is dreadfully thick
Stars glisten delicately, with temptation
Against the somber, deep, cerulean skies
Lights glimmer all across the humungous bustling city
As the mindstricken sinner attempts to lie
For no one, shows nonentities a single glimse of mercy
With a fragile corpse shaking,
And a horribly hungered mind
He keeps continuously and vaguely repeating,

"Don't shake,
Cry,
Or fight;
Don't let the hunger conquer your mind.
Don't twist,
Turn,
Or long;
Don't approach the captivating high.
Don't let the rush tempt you,
For it's just another night."

Neverceasing dreadful shaking
Break of dawn is seeming milleniums away
His trapped restless soul, begins to unfold
As he hears the devilish voices say,
"Long the rush, then cease the rush,
Mustn't sit around and play!
When sanity's vanishing, these soul-games are trying,
So just let loose and have it your way!"
The voices argue, bicker, and burn,
But in the end, evil never fades

"Don't shake,
Cry,
Or fight;
Don't let the hunger conquer your mind.
Don't twist,
Turn,
Or long;
Don't approach the captivating high.
Don't let the rush tempt you,
For it's just another night."

He succumbed to temptation; a poor demonstration
And the clashing conflict, remains today

"Don't shake,
Cry,
Or fight;
Don't let the hunger conquer your mind.
Don't twist,
Turn,
Or long,
Don't approach the captivating high.
Don't let the rush tempt you,
For it's just another night."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Foulk Avatar
April 2, 2011 at 7:44 PM
so vivid, such a moving and very creative piece of poetry, enjoyed it.
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