Tonight Poems - Poems about Tonight

Rig rag Shaggy rag Rip, rip, rip, Wrinkle in the water A wilder whisper Crepuscular crème brûlée. What is madness really? Have I not a wordly thought? Wordly jumble, Words, words, words, Coherent as a Dostoevsky mumble. Musing wrists and elbows in a swaddle, Up of green and purple trumpets, Sickly technicolour cuddle. Circadian bunny pudding. Hullo, there it is again! I saw it there, just there! Did not. But...

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In the stillness of a soft-lit room, where whispers dance like fireflies, our breaths entwine, the air thick with unspoken thrill, a tender hesitation lingers before skin meets skin, warmth igniting in quiet anticipation. Fingers, fumbling yet eager, trace the curves of new terrain, a map yet to...

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Tonight I ask my wife, Why did you marry such an idiot To which she replied, You weren’t such an idiot back then. My wife continually brightens my day, And that’s why I have And always will continue to Love her. (7/12/25)...

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Tonight I cried. The silence after giving was louder than my music ever dared to be. Six cards, six names—none turned toward me. I asked why. The void answered with its back. Tonight I walked into the open like a soldier with no armor. The wind was a warning. The world—cold, familiar....

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as i float among the stars, i wonder how far we are, those golden twinkles, that shine so bright, its not the stars its your eyes tonight, looking at you with love in my heart, i pray to the stars that we never part, parting from you would really hurt me, in so many ways that you can not see and...

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Falling asleep while waiting for you Trying to keep my eyes open I don’t know why you didn’t turn up You said you’d come I bought a lovely rose for you Still waiting its past midnight I’m sober not drunk I’ll wait for you sweetheart I’ll be awake ...

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the rain to keep me company I reap the silence of the night the mystery of its realm the idleness of walking and meandering to walk the streets alone haunted by your memory and that somehow keeps me sane when morning comes and still you're gone i somehow make it through the day and only long for sunset to start again my quest for the fading memory of...

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i sat in silence letting the sky talk back to me in all its glory AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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The lighthouse hums beneath a ghostly sky, fog bruises the restless sea's breath, no ships will come tonight....

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The moon looks lonely tonight. Or maybe it always was. I don’t know. I never really noticed before. it always seemed so bright, so surrounded, so admired. How could something so full of light feel so alone, right? But tonight it feels different. Tonight, I see it. Or am i projecting? Maybe it’s not the moon that changed. Maybe it’s just me. You remember when I told...

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Before you leave the world tonight, I want to tell you a story, a story about a girl who wanted to end her life. She tried to leave the world one night, but stopped when she saw this beam of light. She wrestled with her mind and remembered the life she was leaving behind....

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Tonight a new moon appears in the sky barely visible to the naked eye Yet in fourteen nights it will wax complete pools of reflected...

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Footfur Jack your step is nigh when by my door goes paw tonight I hear you tread my bed you pass don’t take my blood please Footfur Jack ...

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Yes mother I feel, I can feel my head turning inisde out it hurts so much oh please please could you hold me for a minute or half i can feel every inch of me turning and twisting and breaking i see my eyes pop out of my head along with my heart and a bit of...

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Half expected inspiration to fill the air while I endeavoured to write a poem. A curse responding much like a veil reigns over the moonless night while out my window no stars come into view and the silence feels perceptively eerie ~ my pen bone dry. Submitted on March 27, 2025 to contest YOUR CHOICE F sponsored by BRIAN STRAND -...

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