Late Night

Late Night

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

It's hot
It's late
I can't stop writing.
I don't know how much I wrote today.
My mind is so patched with thoughts.
I yawn, but I am not tired.
I could stay up all night.
I wrote my mind out
Maybe that's why I seem so confused
And hesitant right now.
I don't know how this day has effected me
But it won't last much longer.

© 2010 I Am Svetlana


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i like this, can relate to this. u did a good job depicting what its like to not sleep. it was a little short but length isnt always important. it flowed nicely, overall u did a good job on this

Posted 14 Years Ago


insomnia....it sucks!! (sometimes)....I can relate to this...been having the same problem lately

Posted 14 Years Ago


Interesting subject to write about. I like how you start it off with two short lines and the last line and how it tyes it all together. Nice job

Posted 14 Years Ago



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I Am Svetlana
I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI



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"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..

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