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Night TimeA Poem by ShubhangiInspired by the nature... A simple description of the night. |
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Golden RoseA Poem by bemycoffeeWe're born in the morning,we die in the evening,and during the afternoon,we unravel the day. |
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TwilightA Poem by Audrey WyntersA very short poem about night |
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Dusk's kissA Story by Vani DevrajOne of attempts at prose |
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Observing the NightA Poem by Gerry LegisterNights is the most beautiful time to let our imagination explore the galaxies |
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A Kiss by DuskA Chapter by Vex DumasThe words speak for themselves. I can't really describe it. |
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A Kiss by DuskA Poem by Vex DumasIt's hard to describe. The words speak for themselves. Also found in my book: Wandering Wonderings of a Weary Walker |
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Preview: Twilight's FogA Story by AnnaThere are things. Things that skulk and crawl. Through the fog. No eyes ever see them. Such small, wisps, visions, mares, dreams. Malevolent, forgotte.. |
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Unmasked in certaintyA Poem by AvelinaI am unmasked from certainty, dry witnessed to the stark of dusks fragile disposition. I enjoy the in between meetings of when light transitions; A.. |
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Gunwale Shades In The BreezeA Poem by GeorgiosAn Iambic tetrameter verse. |
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In The Italian NightA Poem by AnnaSinging creatures of the gentle night,twisting shadow branches, near above.Wishes flee under the silver moonlight,swirling helpless without honest lov.. |
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Dusk's EndA Poem by Jamie StarlightDusk’s wintry gleam cutting away at the shadows of this desolate room Soon its feeble efforts well die away, leaving this room to sombe.. |
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FogA Poem by Emma KBFogDense, MysteriousMoving, Disappearing, FadingThe fog weaves around the lonely trees at dawnMist |
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I Hate The FeelingA Poem by Ioana GeorgianaThis is one of those s****y nightsWhen emptiness hits again.By dawn I’ll be alright.My emotions are like tides.Constant yet passive.All the same.. |
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The TrialsA Poem by AnnaI will not be with you when the twilight comes,and I must say, it's darkest when you're grown.As the frosted night falls in over your head, son,rememb.. |
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The Dusk waits for the Dawn!A Poem by SwethaMAn imagery about the pattern in sky. |
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