Eyes that scream with burning lust
for what’s so close yet Out of reach.
Silence.
No one else could hear.
At dusk, the eyes are weary
and will now
retreat,
once more,
to sleep.
Madness in a whisper that echoes only in a dream.
Can you see the colors in the dark?
Do you feel the laughter on your skin?
Release. Live
the trance you’re in.
A life that’s parallel to what is real.
The night is young but Time moves fast.
Live,
Relive the trance you’re in.
Soon, the sun will rise
without a sound.
And who would dare escape the day?
1 comment:
NICE WORK!
The aspect that i liked the most aout your poem is the structure of it. You did a great job in terms of words to place on a line alone when to change lines; you made what really was important strike out adn that helped more to know what you were trying to say in your poem. I also liked The way you "went against" the cliche of the day and sunshine being nice yet you showed the night as being the nice and that one must enjoy the moments of the night because the day shall come and no one can escape that.!
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