Get Your Premium Membership

The Edge of Night

Such close relationship with death we keep, As we embrace the nothingness of sleep. Not careful enough for a fall so steep - One moment awake, the next fast asleep. A Goddess of forgotten time therein, Who donned a crown of stars upon her head, Constellations engraved on midnight skin, The land of sleep, the land of halfway dead. While some embrace the empress we call night The mass extinguisher of any light, Unhappy beings relish in their plight Until the deep abyss swallows their fight. Does this unexplored boundary exist If this pull none remember nor resist?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 6/6/2019 7:14:00 AM
Awesome. A FAVE for me.
Login to Reply
Date: 10/30/2018 3:32:00 PM
At the edge of great poetry...well done Diana and welcome to the Soup Bowl my friend...love & light...^WW^
Login to Reply
Almajan-Guta Avatar
Diana Almajan-Guta
Date: 11/3/2018 9:55:00 PM
Thank you very much, I hope you have a wonderful day!
Date: 10/27/2018 6:34:00 AM
I love it that you have crowned night, and named her empress. "A Goddess of forgotten time therein, Who donned a crown of stars upon her head, Constellations engraved on midnight skin, The land of sleep, the land of halfway dead." Wow! GREAT JOB Diana.
Login to Reply
Almajan-Guta Avatar
Diana Almajan-Guta
Date: 11/3/2018 9:54:00 PM
Thank you very much Caren! I am very happy that you enjoyed my poem and use of personification!