Time moves ever so slow
Like a dying waterfall
What may feel like a lifetime
Will someday pass into nothing at all
It’s ticking, counting down
A relentless beat in the night
And as the days slip away
We accept nothing is set in stone, and we must take life as it comes
Though the time lost may never come back
It’s still worth living in the precious moments we have
We can’t turn back the hands of fate
But we can still make the best of the life we create
So never wish away the days
For time is a thing that can’t be escaped
It will move and change, but at least we know
It’s only a matter of time.
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Matter of time
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Virginity
A beautiful thing, inncocious and full of life.
Pure and true, a gift made to be kept.
Locked away in cells of cherry blossom and light
Hidden away from the world in a night.
The virgin once was so sure of her might
That no one could take away her delight
But soon she’d find that all too soon
Her gift may be too easy to consume
But as she plows the wind that blows,
She’ll find her own strengths and foes
In her quest to keep her treasure safe
Will stay pure against all wave
Hero of her own story of might
She will never give in without a fight
Her power comes from deep within
She will keep her virginity from loathsome sins.
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Jasmine Whispers
In the moonlit night, beneath the stars,
Jasmine whispers, soft and sweet,
A fragrance that enchants and soothes,
A balm for weary, troubled hearts.
Jasmine whispers, tales of love,
Of passion and of longing deep,
Of secrets whispered in the breeze,
As lovers dance and hearts take flight.
Jasmine whispers, songs of hope,
Of dreams that soar on wings of light,
Of beauty found in every bloom,
Of joy that fills the darkest night.
Jasmine whispers, words of peace,
A gentle lullaby for the soul,
A reminder that we’re all connected,
That love and kindness make us whole.
So listen close, my dear friend,
To the jasmine whispers, soft and clear,
Let their magic fill your heart with love,
And guide you on a path of light.
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Sheltered
A humble home, a haven from the storm,
A cozy sanctuary, a place to be warm.
A roof over your head,
Is more important than the stars in the sky spread.
For the stars are but distant lights,
That twinkle and gleam in the darkest nights.
But a home is a place where your heart can rest,
Where you are safe and loved, at your very best.
So cherish your shelter, your humble abode,
For it is a blessing, a gift bestowed.
And though the stars may be bright and fair,
A home is a treasure beyond compare.
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Impromptu poem
In the lacuna between silence’s hush
And the sighs that exhale my angst, my rush,
I lie awake, my mind a restless sea,
A tempest of thought, unbridled and free.
The abyss of silence, vast and deep,
Where echoes of dreams and memories sleep,
Is pierced by the sighs that rise from my chest,
A lament for the lost, a plea for the blessed.
In this liminal space, between two worlds,
Where the veil of reality softly unfurls,
I find myself suspended, adrift in time,
A witness to the sublime and the sublime.
O, space between silence and sighs,
You hold the secrets of the night skies,
The mysteries of the cosmos and the soul,
The tapestry of life, where all things unfold.
In your embrace, I find solace and dread,
A paradox of being, both alive and dead.
For in this liminal space, I am reborn,
A Phoenix rising from the ashes of dawn.
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Nocturnal Strife
In the dead of night, a young boy takes flight, A vampiric visage, a sinister sight. When the world’s asleep, and darkness reigns, He haunts the streets, igniting his pains.
His parents’ slumber, a veil to his crime, Their child transformed, a creature of time. A thirst for chaos, a hunger profound, In the cover of night, his victims are found.
At clubs and parties, where merriment chimes, He slashes and carves, in the name of his crimes. A twisted desire, a heart turned to coal, Leaving behind a trail of horror untold.
But within his soul, a conflict doth brew, Between light and darkness, the false and the true. A vampire slasher, a creature of strife, Trapped in the chaos of his double-edged life.
And like Peter Tosh, the rebel of old, A story untold, a truth to be bold. A struggle within, a fight to be free, From the darkness that binds, and the path he can’t see.
For the vampire slasher, in shadows he roams, A young boy lost in his twisted psychone. But redemption’s embrace, a glimmer of hope, May guide him back to the light on his scope.
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Fatal Attraction
When seduction turns into brutal crime,
Love becomes a nightmare, time stands still.
Passion consumed by rage,
A fatal attraction, a killer’s thrill.
The object of desire, now turned to prey,
Their innocence lost, their life on display.
The hunter’s gaze, cold and unyielding,
A darkness within, forever concealing.
The fatal attraction, a twisted bond,
A love that knows no bounds, beyond.
The victim’s plea, unanswered and unheard,
Their fate sealed, their final word.
In this twisted tale of love and hate,
Passion consumes, leaving nothing but waste.
A fatal attraction, a love so deep,
It drives one mad, asleep or awake.
Beware the one whose love burns bright,
For in their eyes, there may lurk a night.
A fatal attraction, a love so blind,
It leaves a trail of sorrow and pain behind.
If you find yourself caught in this snare,
Flee before it’s too late, take care.
For the fatal attraction, once it takes hold,
Will consume your soul, leaving you cold.
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Inhale the smoke, let it fill up the room
Feel the heat,
the pleasure of the night
Let our bodies become one
like a perfect embrace
we love to smoke while having sex
no worries or shame
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O I love this
O I love this,
The way the sun shines through your hair,
The way your eyes light up when you smile,
The way your laugh makes me feel alive.O I love this,
The way you hold me close at night,
The way you make me feel safe and warm,
The way you know just how to make me laugh.O I love this,
The way you challenge me to be better,
The way you support me in all that I do,
The way you love me unconditionally.O I love this,
The way you are my best friend,
My lover, my soulmate,
The person I want to spend the rest of my life with.I love you more than words can say,
And I will love you forever.
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Just me and moon
Floating up in the night sky, Just me and my moon
I can feel its magical light, Calming my worries so soon
As it hangs in the night, My dreams start to come true
Giving me hope and strength, The sweetest of tunes
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Melancholic Melodies
Melancholic tunes resound through the night,
Lost love, once soaring, now out of sight.
Sombre refrains of a bygone amour,
Drowning in pain, past its prime, obscure.
Each note, a reminder of what has passed,
Of a symphony of love that couldn’t last.
Melodies dance, filled with despair and yearning,
As our love dissolves, leaving hearts burning.
Keys on the piano weep with regret,
As we mourn what we couldn’t forget.
Harmony shattered, rhythm disrupted,
Love once thriving, now left corrupted.
We listen to the tunes, hoping to find peace,
But dwindling love now only haunts our hearts with ease.
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Contradiction
I am drowning in an ocean, yet breathing on land
Lost in the desert, yet holding snow in my hand
Silent as a tomb, yet screaming out loud
Amidst the crowd, yet lost in the crowd
I am the beginning, and yet the end
A loyal companion, yet a treacherous friend
Living a dream, yet trapped in a nightmare
Free as a bird, yet caught in a snare
I am the hunter, yet the hunted as well
In the depths of heaven, yet the abyss of hell
Everything is clear, yet a blur in my mind
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Insomniac Monkey
The monkey 🐒 lies awake 😴 in bed 🛌,
His mind 🧠 won’t let him rest his head 💤.
He tosses, turns, and frets all night 🌃,
His thoughts 💭 a jumbled, endless plight 🌀.
He wonders 🤔 if he’s lost his way 🗺️,
Or if he’ll ever see the day ☀️,
When sleep 💤 comes easy, without a fight 🥊,
And he can dream 🌌 through the long, dark night 🌛.
But for now, he’s stuck in this cycle ♻️,
His sleeplessness 😔 an endless trial 🔜.
He’ll keep on trying, night by night 🌃,
To find a way to end this plight 🤞🏼.
So if you see the monkey 🐒, up late at night 🌙,
Just know he’s still in this endless fight 💪,
To find some peace ✨ and restful sleep 💤,
And end his insomnia, oh so deep 😴.
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The Witching Hour
It’s 3 AM, and all is still
The world outside is dark and chill
The moon is high, the stars are bright
And I’m alone with thoughts tonight
The clock ticks on, the minutes pass
As shadows dance upon the grass
The night is long, the hours creep
And I am lost in dreamless sleep
But as the dawn begins to break
I’ll rise again, my soul awake
And face the day with steady will
Until once more, at 3 AM, all is still.
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Lonely Nights
The moon is full and bright tonight,
But I feel so very, very alone.
The stars are out in all their might,
But I can’t help but feel so very prone
To sadness and to tears.I wish I had someone to hold me tight,
To tell me that everything is going to be alright.
I wish I had someone to kiss me goodnight,
And to tell me that they love me with all their might.But tonight, I’m all alone.
And I’m afraid that these lonely nights are going to crush me.
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Embracing Life’s Adventure
With each breath, I rise and fight,
Against the shadows of the night.
I seize the day with all my might,
And chase my dreams with pure delight.
I climb the mountains, brave the seas,
And let my heart soar with the breeze.
I dance and sing with joyful ease,
And cherish life’s sweet memories.
For in this world, so vast and wide,
There’s beauty in each moment’s stride.
So let us live with hearts open wide,
Embracing life’s adventurous ride.
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It’s 2:33 am
In the still of night,
When the world’s out of sight,
And the moon shines bright,
At 2:33 am, all is right.The clock ticks on,
As the night wears on,
And the world is gone,
At 2:33 am, I’m not alone.The silence surrounds,
As the night abounds,
And the stillness astounds,
At 2:33 am, peace is found.The world is asleep,
And the night is deep,
As I watch and keep,
At 2:33 am, my soul can weep.In this moment in time,
Where the stars align,
And the world is divine,
At 2:33 am, life is just fine.
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The Magic of the Night
The magic of the night is a wondrous thing,
When the stars twinkle and the crickets sing.
The moon shines bright, casting a silver light,
And all the world is peaceful and quiet.
The owls hoot softly in the trees,
While the gentle breeze rustles the leaves.
The fireflies dance in the dark,
Leaving behind a glowing spark.
The night sky is a canvas of black,
With constellations that form a pack.
Orion, Cassiopeia, and Ursa Major,
Are just a few that we can savor.
The magic of the night is all around,
In every sight, smell, and sound.
So take a moment to appreciate,
This enchanting time before it’s too late.
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I miss you
I miss you when the sun goes down,
And all the world is wrapped in night.
I miss you when the stars shine bright,
And everything is quiet and right.
I miss you when the morning breaks,
And birds sing out their sweet refrain.
I miss you when the daylight wakes,
And all the world is bright again.
I miss you when the rain falls down,
And tears mix with the falling drops.
I miss you when I’m feeling down,
And need your love to make me stop.
I miss you every single day,
And every moment in between.
I miss you more than words can say,
And wish that you were here with me.
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It started at night and ended with a goodbye under the rain
The night was dark, the stars were bright,
As we walked hand in hand that night.
The moon was full, the air was cool,
And we both felt like fools.
We talked and laughed, we shared our dreams,
We whispered secrets or so it seems.
The hours flew by, the night grew old,
And our love began to unfold.
But then the clouds rolled in so fast,
And the rain began to fall at last.
We ran for cover, we held each other tight,
And we knew this was our last night.
For as the rain poured down on us,
We knew our love had lost its trust.
We said our goodbyes, we shed our tears,
And we walked away with all our fears.
Now every time it rains at night,
I think of you and what might have been right.
But I know deep down inside,
That our love had already died.
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Sunset’s Serenade
When the sun goes down,
The world slows down,
The sky turns gold,
The day’s story is told.
The birds fly home,
The stars start to roam,
The moon takes its place,
The world’s a quieter space.
The trees whisper secrets,
The breeze sings sweet regrets,
The night is young and free,
A time for you and me.
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The Melancholic Symphony
She was a sad harmony, a tune of woe and despair,
A melody so mournful, it could make the strongest heart tear.
Her notes were like raindrops, falling from the sky,
Each one a tiny sorrow, that made her soul sigh.Her music was her solace, her only friend in the night,
A way to express the pain, that she couldn’t fight.
But even in her sadness, there was beauty to be found,
For every note she played, was a treasure to astound.
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Fading Dreams
Wishing on a dying star, Hoping for a dream not far, The light flickers, fades away, Leaving me in disarray.
The night is dark, the sky is still, But my heart beats with a fiery will, To chase my dreams, to make them real, To find the strength, to break the seal.
The star may die, but hope remains, A spark that ignites, a fire that sustains, For in the darkness, I see the light, And I know my dreams will take flight.
Note: Prompt by: njwritings on instagram
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The Enchantment of Night
The mystic allure of spirited darkness, A world of secrets and hidden starkness, The moon and stars, a celestial dance, A spellbinding sight, a hypnotic trance.
The night whispers tales of ancient lore, Of magic, love, and so much more, A time of reflection, a time to dream, A time to let go, a time to redeem.
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Reverie Realms
In a dream, I find myself,
Floating, flying, free as a feather,
Fanciful fantasies fill my mind,
Flickering, flashing, like fireworks in the night,
Whispers, wails, and windswept waves,
Wandering, weaving, through wonderlands,
Wandering through worlds without end,
Whiling away the hours in wondrous ways.
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Enchanted Night
Amidst the mystic allure of spirited darkness,
A world of magic and wonder awaits, boundless.
The stars above twinkle like diamonds in the sky,
Guiding us on a journey, as the night passes by.
The moon casts a spell, filling the air with its glow,
Creating a dreamy landscape, a surreal tableau.
The rustling of leaves, the whisper of the wind,
All add to the charm, a sense of mystery within.
The night is alive, with an energy all its own,
A place where secrets are kept, and stories are sown.
It invokes a sense of wonder, a feeling of awe,
A world where anything is possible, beyond what we saw.
Amidst the mystic allure of spirited darkness,
We find a world of enchantment, a place where dreams harness.
The night is a canvas, waiting to be painted,
With the colors of our imagination, a world uncharted.
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Moonlit Serenade
The moon shone bright on a starry night,
As two hearts took flight,
Their eyes met ‘neath the lunar light,
And their love felt just right.
With a serenade of love,
They danced to the stars above,
Their passion like a glove,
Fits perfectly, hand in glove.
As the night wore on,
Their love grew ever strong,
And with the moon as their guide,
They reveled in each other’s pride.
So let the moon shine bright,
On this starry, starry night,
As two hearts entwine,
In this dance of love divine.
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Secrets of the Pillow
If the pillow could talk, oh what tales it would tell,
Of secrets whispered and dreams that befell,
Of comfort sought in the still of the night,
And worries eased till the morning light.
It’s been a confidant to many a soul,
Heard whispered fears and stories untold,
A silent witness to moments of bliss,
And tears shed in moments of miss.
Oh, the secrets that the pillow keeps,
As we lay down to rest and into slumber we seep,
Tales that are hidden from the light of day,
In the soft embrace of the pillow, they stay.
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Stripped Bare
The night stripped the truth of me,
A moment of vulnerability, wild and free,
Revelation of secrets, long kept hidden,
A soul laid bare, all pretense ridden.
In the darkness, I found a release,
A chance to let go, and find some peace,
The weight of my burden, lifted at last,
As the night whispered, “this too shall pass”.
Exposed and raw, I faced my fears,
And watched as they dissolved into tears,
The truth, a balm that set me free,
As the night stripped me bare, and let me be.
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Take a step into the unknown tonight
Unknown is the night, stars shining bright
Peace in nature surrounds, the moon giving light
Silent whispers of the trees, rustling leaves
The unknown creatures roam, while the world sleeps
In the stillness of the night, all is calm
No worries, no fears, just a soothing balm
The unknown mysteries of the world unfold
As the peace in nature takes a hold
Let the night embrace you, don’t be afraid
For in the unknown, miracles are made
Amidst the chaos of life, find your peace
In the unknown, let your soul release
So take a step into the unknown tonight
Let peace in nature be your guiding light
Embrace the tranquility of the night
For it is in the unknown, that we truly take flight.
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The Descent into Darkness
The Descent into Darkness
The descent into darkness, a treacherous path, Where shadows consume, and fears amass, In the depths of despair, a soul does wander, Seeking the light, yet lost in the yonder.
Through the gloom, a flicker of hope, A beacon to guide, a way to cope, In the midst of the night, a promise is made, To rise from the ashes, and embrace the new day.
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What keeps me awake at night?
As the night blankets the world, my mind is overrun with midnight musings. My thoughts toss and turn, keeping me wide awake as I fidget restlessly under the covers. Insomniac imaginations fill me with unease, and I dread drifting off into dreadful dreaming. The stillness is disrupted by hushed, haunting howls and eerie echoes that keep me await at night.
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Silhouettes of Two Lovers
In the cover of the night,
Silhouettes of two lovers in sight.
Whispers of breath in the air,
As they embrace with intimate care.Their bodies entwined as one,
A dance of passion has just begun.
They move in sync with every touch,
Lost in lust, they crave so much.With every kiss, a fiery desire,
Their hearts ablaze like a burning pyre.
Silhouettes meld together in the dark,
As they ride the waves of ecstasy like a bark.They become one with the shadows,
Bodies glistening, as the night bestows,
A passion that cannot be tamed,
In this moment they are truly claimed.
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Stars align stars shine
Stars align stars shine
Sparkling in the silent sky
Guiding travelers with their light
Glimmering like jewels at nightStars align stars shine
Forming patterns in our eyes
Inspiring stories and dreams
Illuminating hopes and schemes
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The Insomniac’s Soliloquy: A Poetic Monologue on Sleeplessness
The Insomniac’s Soliloquy: A Poetic Monologue on Sleeplessness
I lie awake, in the still of night,
As the world around me slips from sight,
My mind awhirl, with thoughts so deep,
And the weight of the day, I cannot keep.The clock ticks on, with steady pace,
As I search in vain, for a restful space,
But sleep eludes me, like a fleeting dream,
A distant memory, or so it seems.Oh, how I long, for that peaceful slumber,
To be wrapped in darkness, without a number,
But for now, I’ll watch the stars above,
And hope that sleep, will bring me love.
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In the middle of the Night
In the middle of the Night
In the middle of the night,
When the world is still and quiet,
I lie awake and ponder,
On all the wonders that make me wonder.The moon casts a silver glow,
And stars twinkle in the sky’s tableau,
The world outside is peaceful and calm,
As I listen to the night’s sweet psalm.In the darkness, my thoughts take flight,
As I reflect on life’s journey and light,
The memories from the past,
And the future that’s yet to be cast.In the middle of the night,
When all is still and out of sight,
I find solace in the stillness,
And embrace the world’s gentle kindness.
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Hong Kong Red Light Streets
Hong Kong Red Light Streets
In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
The neon lights, they flicker, with a seductive glow,
A place of pleasure, that’s hard to let go.The women, they stand, in their sultry attire,
A vision of beauty, that’s hard to acquire,
Their eyes, they sparkle, with a dangerous flame,
A world of secrets, that’s hard to tame.The men, they come, with a hunger so deep,
A desire for pleasure, that’s hard to keep,
Their hearts, they race, with a primal need,
A world of pleasure, that’s hard to concede.But behind the glamour, lies a story so sad,
A world of exploitation, that’s hard to fathom,
The women, they’re trapped, in a cycle so cruel,
A world of pain, that’s hard to overrule.In Hong Kong’s red light streets, the night comes alive,
A world of temptation, that’s hard to survive,
But behind the facade, lies a story so dark,
A world of sorrow, that’s hard to embark.
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Shadows Lurking
Shadows Lurking
In the darkness, shadows creep
A chilling presence, you cannot sleep
Their eyes aglow, a haunting stare
You feel their presence everywhereWhispers echo through the halls
The sound of footsteps, someone calls
Lock your doors and turn out the light
Shadows lurking in the dead of night
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The Lights of the Night
The Lights of the Night
As daylight fades and darkness creeps,
The city awakens from its sleep,
A sea of lights twinkle and shine,
Guiding us through the night divine.A world of shadows comes to life,
Eclipsing the sun with its might,
But in the dark, we find our way,
Guided by the lights of the night.© VishalDutia
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