The Night Is Alive

The Night Is Alive

A Poem by Hannah

The ominous moon emits a haunting glow,

As it floats in the darkness so eerily low.

Devouring the shimmering road, in the intrusive, night,

Dominating and consuming the flickering streets light.

The streamlined car powerfully awakens and flies,

With blinding headlights burning like deceitful eyes.

Open windows evoke the presence of the bitter sweet air,

Stinging my face and embracing my wild hair.

Our screaming echoes, our heads are spinning,

Gravity is inevitably and maliciously winning.

The distant rasp of a singer echoes through the speaker,

As my grasp on reality fades and distorts even weaker.

Lights flash past in a constant dangerous race,

Staining the dark and my radiant, enticed face.

Signing horrifically to unforgettable, emotional song,

The night is alive, and life cannot be wrong.

To live is not to survive, but to be perfectly free,

To indulge in love and to be content living as me.

We twist through the roads of the humans who blissfully sleep,

As we slide in the backseat in a dishevelled laughing heap.

My memory is distorting, how much did I drink?

It is impossible to forget, but a struggle to think.

We fall from the car to discover isolation, so beautifully alone,

With the gentle caress of the wind, and the oceans breathtakingly, blue tone.

We sink into the grass with a relieved laugh and a faint smile,

As we inhabit this sanctuary of solitude and linger for awhile.

With our box of cereal, and perfect friends life is complete,

We conquer this night, as the oceans dances at our feet.

I throw back my head, and howl at the moon,

If the night never ended it would have ended too soon.

© 2012 Hannah


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I love how descriptive this is

Posted 11 Years Ago


A very good story in the poem. I like the use of the night and the adventures in the poem. I enjoyed the location and the positive ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


i like your work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Well done. I like the line about howling after throwing back your head. That sounds familiar...

Posted 11 Years Ago



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