The touch of cold enters my life,
the hands of time move faster
than the speed of light;
the spinning of the world
takes on a new meaning
as I lie awake in the
pitch blackness of the night.
What was, will never be again,
what is to come, still a mystery;
the night pours out of me
in thick droplets of sweat,
covering my shivering body
in a glistening hue of black.
All around is the silence,
except for the pounding of
my bursting heart;
what was real is now gone,
vanished into the darkness...
into the deep, dark crevices of my mind.
The images now distorted
whirl by for the remainder of
the pitch blackness of the night;
surreal is the only word to describe
this trembling, awful night of terror.
"Dream sweet dreams" we tell our children,
but the night can bring horror instead of joy;
"Dream sweet dreams" we tell ourselves,
but we know better than the lie we verse...
much better than the night we curse.
For "Dream Land" contest sponsored by Olajide Adelana.
Nature's Party came to town,
with its host Stormy Cloud,
big, bad and boisterous he was,
the night resulted in a call to the "fuzz",
Ladies were uprooted and thrown everywhere,
some were coherent,
others shunned the glare,
Accusations were thrown
and miscontrued,
apparently Stormy Cloud
became a bit rude,
taking the fall for all the other dudes,
was he involved or was it just wild chicanery?
Someone had wild night with a lot of revelrie,
framing the host and leaving destruction and carnage,
the result of traveling with lots of baggage.........
A Night of Dashing
Little round circles, circles of red,
Peering out those lonely lashes.
Two little suns waiting for setting,
Relieved to know…the bright lights stop flashing.
Tiny little cries…”Turn me on with endless sleep.
Just you and me I say, if not for long we will be clashing.
At last we awaken, red no more,
With a gleam of excitement, for tonight’s night of dashing!
I grieved while you triumph for this
procrastination of time overwhelmed me
The darkest night i dwell for your bliss
I mourned for myself as hopes flee..
You invited me to dance somewhere
wearing your suit of lies I've tasted
Amid of your spell I shed a tear
and savored the venom of phantasm.
We have walked through the fires,
We have fooled people's trust
It burned the faith I admire
emptiness has shaken me alone.
I carried memoirs of your smiles
I endured wounds from your tightness
I sailed on the darkest night and it seemed
that your bright skies has darkened mine.
The spell of the darkness soothes my mortal skin,
That I, a mere human feel immortal.
With a new found reasoning, my mind grows more cynical.
That Even deaths glooming portal,
Seems to affects me no more.
That now even I roam the night with madness,
With the rest of the abnormal.
Amusing and alarming it is to me,
What the night does to your mind.
WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER THE TIME IS SPEND GOOD CAN I FALL INLOVE I WISH I COULD
I'LL HOLD YOU TIGHT ALTHROUGH THE NIGHT AS WE SLEEP THE NIGHT AWAY COMING
INTO A NEW DAY ALNIGHT WE WILL SHARE EACH OTHER WITH THE HEAT COMING FROM
THE COVER YOU AND I IS A GET DEAL SO COME ON BABY AND KEEP IT REAL AND TELL ME
HOW YOU REALLY FEEL .
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