Dead nights
Dark clouds run to cover sun’s face,
With sparkling lights to join the race,
Descending on earth with malign intent,
Fear, destruction all with dreaded content,
Pin dropp silence in midst of night,
Not a ray of hope or slight light,
Little scuffle or fierce fight,
All noticed with powerful sight,
Dead night represent people pessimist,
No hope of revival as done by optimist,
Passim is t wait for ship to be sunk,
Optimist tries to drag even if drunk,
One remains always awake
Even nothing is at stake,
Person with controlled wishes,
Even water is disturbed with movement of fishes,
Holy soul departs at mid night,
Path is set with precision and right,
Evil doer’s absence may not be missed,
Good and light will always be noticed,
Nights represent bleak future and gloom,
Even flowers feel shame and not boom,
All wrong doings done at night,
People may thin it is path right,
Night is not all that bad,
Proper time to remain calm and sad,
All energy to cool and find some rest,
Preparation for next day’s fight for best,
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Run for cover
Dark clouds run to cover sun’s face,
with intermittent lightening to join the race,
Descending on earth with malign intent,
Fear, destruction all with dreaded content,
Pin dropp silence prevails at midnight
there is great impact of falling light
Stars may loose sometimes their tail
We will catch the sight and not fail
Little murmur can be heard even if spoken with care
You may think to adjust here and there
The noise of little scuffle or fierce fight, may puzzle
Everything is noticed when rain start and dazzle
Dead night makes person to think bad make pessimist
No hope of revival as is one in the case of optimist
Pessimism sometimes may lead to the sinking of ship
Optimist may try to salvage the ship by issuing whip
One must remain alert and awake
Even if nothing is concerned to him or is at stake
Person should control his anger and wishes,
How water is not disturbed with movement of fishes
Mid night fear is very deep in the minds of individual
He is frightened and doesn’t take it as casual
It is propagated that holy souls depart at night
It is deep rooted in mind and seems very right,
Evil doer’s absence may not be noticed or missed;
good and right people will always be remembered and noticed
Nights descend with gloom and dull feelings
No one may prefer to venture out with willingness
Nights represent bleak future for all times to come
Any unpleasant things may not be welcome
Even flowers feel shame and not boom
We try to confine and remain in closed room
Why all wrong doings takes place at night,
why do we prefer and consider it right?
Night is not all that bad but place to seek refuge
Dreams may offer solace with fresh ideas to infuse
Nights may offer very calm and cool atmosphere
Person may resort to any ideas without any fear
it is preparation for next days strategy with precision
it may influence the course of action with correct decision
Nights are not meant for any preparation for long battle
It is place to rest your mind and coolly settle
Everything must come at standstill and simply rest
You can expect better tomorrow and hope for the best
Day and night to be viewed with equal feelings
Even days are witnessed with gruesome murders and killings
We take it as part of destiny and simple fate
We may take it seriously but act very late
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Light And The Night
light of light night of night bind us in the dead of night. by lights bright light the deavil will fight. fight for the right to fight in the night. light will fight to end the night so all shall run and all shall fear for while the light and the night shall fight for all of time it is us in the mild that shall pay the price. not the light who thinks there right and not the night who wants to fight but the ones who are forever traped in the mild. with no way out we suffer like no othere in the night and in the light for all of time we watch the light and watch the night fight and fight untill we all turn to dust and are souls join the fight for the light or for the night one way or another we all shall join the fight.
poem by Joey Cooksey
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Dead night
After days hard work it is dead night
Solutions not found and no insight
Day comes to an end with lots of internal fight
May be rest is essential and right
Tug of war in mind with complete fatigue
All planning for results with colleague
Still lot of worries when day is over
Finally I run for shelter and cover
Stars and sky make no noise
Twinkle more and readily poise,
Calm nights and dead silence
Peace allover and no violence
Night brings relief and calm
No more assaults and no more harm
Tempo run high but welcome with greetings
You are among people with lots of meetings
though nights are more to be dreaded
Remember Him and guilt to be pleaded
Time to think and assess with mind cool,
Steps to be taken so that not to look fool.
Why nights are feared and create flutter?
Day’s sequences repeat and mind works faster
Night’s calm but late calls creates panic
Bad news always make you feel skeptic
Sick people take heavenly abode in night,
Life’s agony comes to an end after grim fight
It is called destiny and path right,
Even powerful may surrender fearing HIS might
Nights are welcome to seek meaningful refuge
Review of actions and nothing to confuse
Severance with defeatist views and more to infuse
With strong resolve in mind, crisis to defuse
Seeking solace for rightful path
Cooling of body after fresh bath
For a moment you are away and off the scene
Not to be heard and never to be seen
So nights are blessing in disguise,
Open the venue for smooth sail and cruise
With mind at rest and ready for test
Situation may prove fruitful and best
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A night is beautiful
Nights are dark but beautiful
Make the life purposeful
It absorbs all our misdeeds
We still miss and miserably need
Some one says even Ghosts don’t like
Even vultures take rest in night and dislike
It is meant to be good and cycle of the nature
It is for the good for our future
Dark represent s black
We have so many things at stake
We prefer it to be done in night
God only know what is wrong or right?
Nights are not to be dreaded
Some facts are to be conceded
It is designed to bring back light
The dark period should not be kept in sight
It is inseparable part
From somewhere you will have to start
It is real and can’t be changed
Almighty has beautify arranged
Even days are considered some times bad or black
We resort to deadly attacks and put everything at stake
The days are full of all horrified activities
It is loosing its charm and all utilities
Think of no nights at all
Or consider it would have remained very small
There might have been so many upheavals
Where we would have gone for it to conceal
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Starlight Eyes
My star, sparkling shine, radial eye lost in dark blue night
Shooting sight, reflective bright, holy traces from pointless fight
Light of night, unholy plight, beautiful hope of sacred light
Hope in sky, obsesive lie, demise my song of what I thought was right
Pair of eyes, sparkling shines, stare and glare below to admire their might
In clean white sky, with pure atire, blacks the eyes until the ray of night
The birth of right, the birth of fight, anounced in shines within the hope of light
The holy birth, the birth of sins, ominious words of the chains of fright
poem by Erasmo Rayon
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Elemento De Noctis
Element of the Night, Darkness. My way and my path of life.
I've been ranting continuously ever since I found out that the Dark is actually light in a different form. So I made my 'E' poem Elemento de Noctis:
Darkness was created with the land
The dark one stretched out his old gloomy hand
Yet not a soul is willing to go
In darkness you reap, in darkness you sow
Darkness is one of the light
It shines its energy out day and night
Yet nobody trusts its presence
Due to human fear towards its essence
The dark is never evil
From the beginning it is good
Yet from the beginning it is misunderstood
As both light and dark are mutual
The dark cannot exist without light
Just as day could not end without night
The path of life that nobody has taken
The path of life that I have awaken
Good verse Evil
There could be a time
When good is defeated
When lights vanish from time
When the sun does not rise
There will be only night
In night there will be only darkness
And in darkness there will be only evil
There could be a time
When evil is defeated
When the dark is banished to the fiery depths of hell
There will be only happiness
People will not live in fear
The earth will be blinded in light
And in light there will be only good
But you have a choice
You can choose to fight the dark
And conquer the evil
Laughter is the best weapon against evil!
poem by Blair Williams
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Can you see my scars
Can you see my scares
do you know my pain
as many as the stars
can you believe they call me sane
where to go from here
with no where to run
it is not very clear
should i be out in the sun, but being out at night is much more fun
from sun rise to sun set
i will put up a fight
from sun rise to sun set i am different at night
At night there is peace
at night i am calm
at night the fight will cease
at night is the way to be
when it is dark it is clear
easier to think and act
there is nothing to fear
nothing to hold people back
Are we free at night
are we free in the day
at night there is no fight
during the day we have to do what they say.
poem by Fred Chamberlain
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Moon's Splendor
Look at the moon
Tell me, what do you see?
A portal to a world
where your dreams can be?
A magical theme park
where your attention is fee?
Or in this cosmic golf-game of life
the golf ball on a tee?
I see an orb filled with hope
parading through the night
Before the dark clouds of reason
cover its sweet light
Maybe a circus mirror
distorting whats wrong and right
Till the point you don't know
if you're still fighting the good fight
But if you trudge on through the night
and upon the moon you cling
And when the sun begins to shine
the new day heralding
Remember to thank your guide
The moonlight, the night's king
bid it good will, you'll see it again
once the night renews its coming.
poem by Krantol Northic
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Night
I love to hear the silence of the night.
That time, when distance draws so near,
and memories come, and far sounds,
undisturbed, so close.
For night is dark and only self is true.
A self whose rest and past, are
only breaths away.
Yet for some,
the night may haunt and fear,
its conscience time, when curtains
closed are drawn.
So too, ones inner self and past,
to joy or fright, the
inner spirits will.
It is a blessed thing this night.
Was it not night when Christ came home,
and balanced Judas evil deed.
And blessed night,
when monks now rise and pray,
and Nicodemus,
for lack of sleep,
came home.
The lady of the night came too,
her stumbling led her home.
In the darkness of the well
the Magi saw the stars in day,
and in the psyche dwells our heart.
O Blessed night,
for rolling back the stone,
the angels let in light,
and finished night.
Night no more.
The silence of the night is deeply rich,
and homeward bound, we rest,
and sound our hope
and lasting joy,
dwells here,
in shadows of the night.
poem by Bernard Kennedy
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Oh Christmas Night Oh Christmas Night
Oh Christmas night oh Christmas night
So quiet all and splendor
We celebrate Christ birth and might
With candle lights so tender
For on this night is born a king
The king of peace on earth
We glorify and humbly sing
About this child and holy birth
Oh Christmas night oh Christmas night
When night's around and dark
We find his love's a guiding light
And see his angels hark
We hope this time peace will bring
And guide our footsteps all
For he's the forth of everything
The protector of big and small
Oh Christmas night oh Christmas night
The spirits of love and greeting
When each love will burn on so bright
With kindness and good treating
We hope one day peace will arrive
For every life that's living
We must therefore still on strive
Remembering what Christmas is giving
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Night Darkness
Night
The end of the day
the end of hell so called Day
The end of work
the end of Life
Night
The beginning of Darkness
The beginning of Truth
The time of moon and not the Light
Night
Time stops
evil rises
Darkness comes out to play
Night
People become alert
People die
There hearts sadden and become Real
Night
battles the right to stay
It flees at the sight of lights
Darkness is Night
Night Reality
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Very Far Away
Things feel truly very horrible as life is so painful. The night is always the most depressing and night time is the time which I never feel like remembering. Ever night is painful and the day is bright.
Hate every individual has for me. This hate will continue to increase and intensity of hate will also be at its peak sometimes. Then, how am I going to survive? How will I fight my fears? Will I ever win over my fears?
I hate when the night arrives as the dark is not my friend anymore. Now, I like the brightness however a big question remains that will the glow ever fully be?
Honestly, nothing is actually alright and I have no clue about things. A dark night is now my biggest fear since it takes away my hope, all my hope very far away from me.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Last Night
She was there at the bar, she heard my guitar
She was long and tall, she was the queen of them all
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
She was dark and discreet, she was light on her feet
We went up to her room and she lowered the boom
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
Down below they danced and sang in the street
While up above the walls were steaming with heat
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
I was feeling no pain, feeling good in my brain
I looked in her eyes, they were full of surprise
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
I asked her to marry me she smiled and pulled out a knife
The partys just beginning she said, its your money or you life
Last night, talking about last night
Last night, talking about last night
Now Im back at the bar, she went a little too far
She done me wrong, all I got is this song
Last night, thinking about last night
Last night, thinking about last night
song performed by by George Harrison
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I wait for the night
I wait for the night
To see the dark sky
Embedded
With twinkling stars
The cool moon
Showering soothing light
I wait for the night
To cuddle in the bed
Under a soft blanket
Close my eyes
Forget the tiredness
Restore my energy
I wait for the night
To have a sound sleep
See sweet dreams
Spent the night
In the land of fairies
I wait for the night
To ask myself
What wrong
I did in the day
To promise myself
Not to repeat it
The next day
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The Black of Night
The black of night
Gives most people fright
But me
I feel free
In the black of night
In the black of night
Most people loose their sight
Because they cannot see
With out their precious light
In the black of night
Most people think the black of night is not right
But to me the black of night
Is one of the most grandest sights! !
Every day I wait and wait
Waiting to see that beautiful sight
Every day I wait and wait
For the black of night
poem by Michael Carlson
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Mystical Night
"The mystical night is not mere night, absence of light. It is a night which is sanctified by the presence of an invisible light...." Thomas Merton, The New Man
From this holy mountain
rises good night
on the gentle wind
of shadowed bird flight.
How I long for darkness
to overtake
day's tired sky,
my upturned face,
and Thou,
oh Night
of Joyful Flame!
with your dark love
set my soul ablaze!
poem by Steven Federle
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Sun n Son
Something has gone wrong with meaning of words,
'Sun' and 'Son' beautiful creation of lords,
Both represent energy having sharpness of swords,
Both are crucial for survival and existence of world,
Son is embodiment of energy and power,
Darkness disappears when sun rays appear,
All worship Sun god and offer prayer
Light may appear through clouds from layer
Son is source of great hope and despair,
Damage caused may be more and beyond repair,
Sun renders service which we can't compare,
Rising daily from east and non appearance rare,
Parent pray for sun to have light in home,
Worshiping many Gods and visiting Rome
Hoping lamp in huts to light and shine,
Praying for son to almighty and divine,
Sun may have power with scorching heat,
Son may also show some kind of daring feat,
Each may be scoring and beating record,
One may prove……………………..
Sun may hide face in dark night,
Parents may cry for son during day light,
Daily scuffles on with wordy fight,
Whom do we blame for want of light?
Many may be blessed with intelligent son,
They should always rejoice with simple reason
Greed may run high with aim only gain,
Parent should not keep that only aim
Many parents may not come out and openly speak,
Dryness and worry on face and future seems bleak,
Both are welcome in life and are so dear,
No parent may prefer bad words to hear
We can't afford for loss of any one
Fate may not be same as faced by everyone
The irony of fact remains almost same in nature
We should not blame anybody in near future
Is it an end of life or start of the game?
Do the children take on for simple fame?
Will situation remain for all times to come?
Will they not blame and refuse to welcome
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Dark Night
Dark dark night storm over me
Dark night is a holy blur
Dark dark night stop taunting me
Dark night and I think of her
Dark dark night I'm so lonely
Dark night why leave in me such a mess
Dark dark night I feel so much
Dark night filled with nothingness
Dark dark night please please
Bring the light
poem by Ary Bolanos
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Dark Light
Look out, cause theres something wrong
And you dont know what it is
Watch out, or its sodom and gommorah
The malevolent order
Right now, before its much too late
Before its much too late
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---the devil gets his due
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---is coming for you
Now look up, well the skies are black
And theyre getting darker all the time
Watch out, for the things that you believe in
Youre gonna be attacked,
And you wont know what it is
Wise up, you better watch your step
You better watch your step
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---of perversion and hate
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---theres no time to wait
Look out, for the death of love
There will be no more love
Watch out, its yourself that you are fooling
Who do you think youre fooling
Shout it out, its a terrible thing
Such a terrible thing
A dark light---a darkness never ending
A dark light---the sun is turning cool
A dark night---is everywhere descending
A dark light---is shining at you
Dark light, dark light
Is shining at you, dark light
song performed by by Kiss
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