After Midnight Poems - Poems about After Midnight

A kitten in jammies, stitched with stars, perched on top of a bright crescent moon, stares into the night sky The sky is quiet, the world looks small from up high She’s wrapped in dreams, away from it all. The moon, her cradle calm and bright, her eyes slowly drifts into the night She sips her cup, says “Good...

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DEBJANI MITRA Free verse MIDNIGHT CHIMES (COLLABORATION WITH DEBJANI MITRA) This poem is an English translation of one of the beautiful Bengali poem of PS poet MALABIKA RAY CHOUDHURY Midnight chimes unveil in cascade, glances of your shimmering face engulfing me in a transient dream... As if you never went away! As if I didn't wake up to see you're gone! As...

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Where streetlights flicker and windows gleam, I heard her heels on dark concrete— sharp clicks that carved the midnight air, her cigarette a crimson flame against a city thick with dreams. "You came," she whispered, night held close, her fingers traced along my wrist, a gentle path through scattered drops, her touch a spark, her glance a vow that trembled in the lamplight's glow. Her...

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Proud warriors of black and white Debunk the bad extol the worse Your Che Guevara shirts fit tight I’m not a customer of those You cannot take me for a nation Considering the hues I see I’m wrong in your simplification With which I strongly disagree I see more colours of the spectrum Won’t pick the one you use for me I note...

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rest time serene bliss reigns inviting prayer delight heaven opens for talk with God while soul seeks divine peace* *Romans 15:13 Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost. June 29, 2025 5th place, "PICK A PENSEE 2" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by Nette...

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A midnight song, a starry note A wounded bird with dreams afloat A "blackbird" wishes on a star Though its wings won't yet take it far Its wings will heal so it can fly And soar amidst the clouds on high And then this bird will sing its song As the midnight moon sails...

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Thick as deep summer night, lush and moon dripped Wine sipped with dark delight Banter rouses whimsey’s kite Amorous thoughts taking flight ...

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I sipped the silence, as stars stirred the sky. My thoughts brewed heavy in a porcelain sigh. The moon knew secrets I dared not keep— and poured them gently into my sleep....

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12am, alone in my room crying. shaking. just wondering— what made you do it? why did you hide her? why did you lie and tell me everything was “fine” you said you loved me maybe you only loved having a toy something you could use then toss out maybe i didn’t mean anything to you maybe i wasn’t ever anything....

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Weekend's sweet reprieve unfolds in Lagos's vibrant streets, alive with rhythm and laughter, I stroll down alleys, searching for a place to rest my weary soul A lounge beckons, warm and bright pepper soup's spicy aroma wafts I sit, and soft drinks soothe my throat three ladies join me, their smiles bright dancing queens, they throw me off scale their laughter infectious, joyful Music's melodic whispers...

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amidst midnight zone bioluminescence lights indigo black seas...

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Long after midnight in late December woke one night in total fright as where I was did not remember but more importantly couldn't see the forest for the trees and did not recall myself at all or who exactly was this me but when I could it would feel so good as then I'd be out of the woods so instead of groping blind did quite the obvious...

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“The darkened sky stole my tears” and left me to face the threat of cancer with deep doubts. Fear overwhelmed me, my tears absentee, dreading the shadows of my whereabouts. Not hiding my bald head maybe was dumb; my plague, the curse of chemo, I abhorred. Then I read the beginning of wisdom is found in the fear (reverence) of...

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