Nights

Nights of mysteries and feelings,
Nights of dreams and plays, and vice,
Nights of musings and misgivings,
Nights of skies overcast with stars.
Nights of colds and chills, and quivers,
Nights of pleasure, grace and love,
Nights of treasures beyond measure
Of the verse made one by one.
Nights of darkness, pierced with candles,
Flames that flicker in the night.
Nights of sadness, thoughts of people
Friends and lovers that have died.
Nights we pass in tranquil leisure,
Nights we pass in raging lust,
Nights that give us heavenly pleasure,
Nights that last in toil and fast.

Night, my friend, please hearken to wish,
Just give me peace of mind and sound sleep.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
When I am unable to see a wink I beg the night to give me some sleep.

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ng970
That is so true,when you are the most asking for some peaceful rest....your mind is bustling many thoughts.....loved the read...

ng970
Macduff5
Beautiful poem Marikia. So many things happen in the night. uh oh wow
Rachael_0622
Sometimes nights give us pleasure pain poetry
Peace b with u my dear
Rachael_0622
marikia
Thank you, Rachael_0622, for bringing this one, which I have completely forgotten, back. I found this unexpected discovery rather interesting, so many thanks again and kindest regards! teddybear
Ahyra
Very nice poem Mariquia, the night is not always as peaceful as it seems :)
marikia
I couldn’t agree more, dear poetess, many thanks for the comment!
hug bouquet
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