Night and Day

Blacker than the deepest ocean, the night longs for the touch of day.

It chases it round and round this never-ending spinning orb. Just to feel that brief moment of happiness.

How it longs to hold the light for longer. It watches heartbroken as it’s rays fade when it nears and waits patiently for it’s return, but just as days soft fingers stretch out to reach it again, night is forced to shrink away.

Forever yearning for each other. Forever wanting time to stop.

Loved for all eternity, but never able to love together. . .

Night and Day.   

Reviews

[These Haunted Hallways]

This poem should definitely be sent to NASA, haha! ;) I love the imagery and its meanings. Wishing for the day and night for each to linger a little more each time; a bond that wishes to get stronger with each passing hour, but can only hold on so much, but sadly, one must part the other until then. A very nice piece!! :)

M.

[J Todd Underhill]

Another good write, I am liking what I am reading from you this evening. I will eventually have enough time to tackle your book, but tonight I am writing.

[Birdman313]

very imagery day and night I enjoyed reading this

[Tom Chan]

elegantly written! great piece :)

[Amit Parmessur]

Again good one Michelle;

How it longs to hold the light for longer. It watches heartbroken as it’s rays fade when it nears and waits patiently for it’s return, but just as days soft fingers stretch out to reach it again, night is forced to shrink away.

these words are especially nice!

[Creepy Swine Guy]

It is fabulous. It brings to mind a new thought. I love poetry or writing of any sort, that stimulates new thought. To humanize the night is a wonderful poetic choice.

I REALLY like this.

[patricia]

What an imaginative piece! Never the twain shall meet.awww how can we make it happen for them? Thankyou Michelle I enjoyed that.

[Rossen]

Romantic way about you MC
nice!

[Forest Green]

It's remarkable but as a child I used to lie on the ground looking up at a blue sky, feeling like I might actually fall into it...my heart would race and I'd grab hold of the grass for security. Then at night I'd do the same, wondering and wondering how all those stars hide so well in the sunlit sky of daylight...I would pursue the very thoughts you've brought out so nicely in this poem. The gradations continue unabated; through all of time this mystery has surrounded everyone; yet how often do we linger there anymore? You've brought it all to mind again...nicely I must say...!

Excellent work....