Before Dawn Poems - Poems about Before Dawn

Sometimes, I wanna Talk. With her. Tell her my thoughts. But she is asleep. Or she's not, but gone. Not available to help Balance my wobble. Or I have too much To say, and worry about My place in her world. I forget myself. I yearn for Hiraeth-- my love-- My soul’s safe haven. I am stone and clay Metal and...

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I see no more dancing, I hear no more songs, The neighbors are now quiet and the lights are all gone. There are no soul in the streets, no sound nightlong, Now that dullness begins to set in, I guess happiness is gone. I thought that spring is no more, But oh! I guess I was wrong. I brightly smile as...

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In my chest is a black void That has left me annoyed I'm tired of rhyming schemes And vapid memes I'm tired of perplexed faces In outrageous places Life is like a checkerboard Where every king is abhorred If I reach the other side I'll still be a pawn trying to hide My thoughts are obfuscated by clouds And this inner anger that shrouds This is my...

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Stillness of the morn just before dawn fills me with calmness and joy blackbird is singing attracting his mate whilst a gentle breeze awakens my garden gate feeling so good as I watch the sun rise a gigantic gold orb from the sea bathing all in redness and gold diamantes glisten on the sea just before dawn here by the sea this truly is the place for...

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Before the moon gives reign to the ruling sun, I'm awaked by the crooning of a lover. Not for me does he sing, for he seeks a mate. It's those tranquil moments I treasure, when through my open my window I hear his voice. Sweet love songs in the silence before the waking of dawn...

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Countries frolicking in the sun's afternoon While we lay cold in winter's shade....

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Goodnight doesn't mean goodbye We shall meet again up in the sky...

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Its the breathing of relax ! which mingle mixes beneath the roof of tamping rain drops, beyond the road salt stained glass, i know ! Its cold, of passing wheels, at early o'clock and the spitting, in crimson, spiralling, crackling music of the metamorphosis into charcoal of long past,chopped very dry logs; early o'clock cloaks...

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discarded, dismissed in rain faint arrows of moonlight, peering through diagonal blinds i hang in the shadows drink pus, eat silicon and believe in nothing. rain is only until the darker, jet black vastness unwinds the lesser space gray of clouds. when you sleep, i awaken. i look at my hands and they become mine....

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It's always darkest before the dawn. While all the bad things will not turn out light. Before dawn, terrible pain kills. It breaks the soul apart. Before dawn, darkness triumphs. And there is nothing worse. Before dawn, even evil is impressive. It shows us the worst sides. And we just need to get through this...

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this is were we thought we be saying i love you and all but i ain't getting know check so guess ain't no such thing as love until then. ain't no merry christmas baby gonna help remedy this void, sh$t better your husband don't want me with you this year he used his influence to cancel our festivies he ah bit$ch! see you on the other side...

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"Before Dawn" It's amazing how we started on a chapter that was never scripted how the birds sang not on a Sunday morning.lt was rushed now we hush............! Silence and Violence the new game we playing. Repulsive , Retarded,Regretting that's the theme now. lt was perfect ,too perfect . Expectional...... chemistry , wedding bells matching shirts compliments..... Now we are just...

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Yellow cat eyes follow Laughing at their own whit Snarling gently But growling only within Faerie startles Wanting something better Not knowing what Wishing she did Garden magic Seeping into the meadow Carrots poking through Their green unique A lazy day The world is asleep As natural things happen Outside, before dawn Brownies and elves Forming into butterflies And grasshoppers Sprinkling grass with dew....

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ghosts drifting away... freshwater lake ... before dawn ... greetings ... morning sun...

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Sleep is the sand that slips through my fingers My hands the only way i can hold on Dust blown in the wind The glitter and twinkle Im falling and drifting In and out of my head Crack open the window And let the sweat dry Her scent keeps me up The only sense i have laying heavy I am always loneliest right before dawn Id rather have...

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