My world

My world

A Poem by Voice11

what I've noticed about the night...


The night air calls

the yearning to escape

the promises of freedom

hoping the sun can wait

the darkness supplies cover

the wind supplies breath

you creep through your world

and search through all the heath

your mind and soul soar sky high

even though your spirit has lost it's wings

Awaiting the time to come

when you can live among the unearthly things

at night everything seems real, but not

the wind blows and feels cold, but hot

the shadows are your friends

the sun just makes it worse

for in darkness you live a dream

and not the lightened curse.


© 2009 Voice11

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This can be metaphorical for someone that phobia that makes them afraid to be outside. Nice work.

Posted 12 Years Ago

I really like this, it's cool and dark, nice work. ^^ Also, it should be "soar" not "sour" and "your spirit" not "you spirit". Good job on this though! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago

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