Gedichte zum Thema: midnight

Gedichte zum Thema „midnight“ auf Poets.by.

VerträumtDave Bonta

Pliable

times I find my head I come to be more supple at noon doing midnight and the bed as fallen as me
TraurigDave Bonta

Mismatch

her letter tells me to go and I go on making myself fit into the midnight clock
ÄngstlichDave Bonta

Midnight rider

Twelve o’clock, and I go hunting with a tin box to carry spice to the dead, which trouble me; get nothing and see little— like a history of twelve at night.
RomantischBai

Its Midnight

It's Midnight and I'm thinking of you. I wish I could sleep But my mind races to you at random moments of the night. I wish you would vanish from my mind so I can finally get a good night sleep.
NachdenklichArinola

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I am pieces of quotes From my favorite books Stitched together by midnight conversations And the sweet taste of Tea I have this tendency to fall apart suddenly And i need you to be okay with this Because am created by the souls Who are brave enough To gather all my tattered pieces And put me back together!
TraurigBalachandran V

I was in a bus when it struck

Twelve. Waking up from fitful dozing I heard the yelling and screaming Of boys bypassing the bus in their bikes Screaming, “ Happy New Year!” I look around my fellow passengers – We have yet a long way to reach home There wouldn’t be much of a New Year celebration For us; I love my fellow travelers. I fall into a reverie, remembering New Years – Ruefully, I remember those, drunken, partying kinds That of lying in the middle of a highway at night That of dizzying hopping from bar to bar That spent on the top of a hill, shivering in the cold That by the side of the sea where I would part with my love. I remember the New Years, lacklustre, spent at home
Traurigchelsea

are you okay

Inside she's a wreck When you see her she's perfectly fine Deep down her mind is a fucking mess When she's with you she seems happy When she's alone she's fragile like glass. The girl full of hopes and dreams She wants to escape her home where she cant sleep peacefully She wants to meet new people, explore the world go on fun road trips She wants to feel happy again And at midnight if you ask her "Are you okay" And she says I'm fine She won't be lying this time
Traurigbubbletaetae_

games

I know it's silly but I used to play a game in my head trying to find a reason to believe you might change your mind If that car turns left, you still love me If it's not past midnight, you still love me If that girl sits in that chair, you still love me If it's sunny tomorrow, you still love me and I don't think I ever really believed that stupid game would mean anything but now I know for sure it didn't because that car turned left it was not yet midnight that girl sat in that chair
ÄngstlichRobert Ervin Howard

Song at Midnight

I heard an old gibbet that crowned a bare hill Creaking a song in the midnight chill; And I shivered to hear that grisly refrain That moaned in the night through the fog and the rain. “Oh, where are the men who came to me “And danced all night on the gallows tree? “Gallant and peasant, man and maid, “Many have walked in that long parade. “My chains are broken and red with rust, “My wood is sealed with the moldy crust. “Have men forgotten their debt to me, “That they come no more to the gallows tree?” The drear wind moaned for a dark refrain, And a raven called in the drifting rain: “Oh, where are the feasts that awaited me “Long, long ago on the gibbet tree?”
NachdenklichSara Teasdale

At Midnight

Now at last I have come to see what life is, Nothing is ever ended, everything only begun, And the brave victories that seem so splendid Are never really won. Even love that I built my spirit's house for, Comes like a brooding and a baffled guest, And music and men's praise and even laughter Are not so good as rest.
NachdenklichSara Teasdale

There Will Be Stars

There will be stars over the place forever; Though the house we loved and the street we loved are lost, Every time the earth circles her orbit On the night the autumn equinox is crossed, Two stars we knew, poised on the peak of midnight Will reach their zenith; stillness will be deep; There will be stars over the place forever, There will be stars forever, while we sleep.