A blinking star shines its light through the window As cold tears fall from blood-shot eyes The hands of time caress the clock As time slowly walks by. The darkness has set upon the lands Searching for any sign of life Death leaps for joy as the night falls Cupid has settled his wings The moon dances, the star flashes Sleep falls upon the earth As the whole land is coveted by darkness. The winds speak their words Lightly as the breeze taps the windows The trees whisper secrets Of the rivers that rush like falling rain The sun hides behind the mountains Like a sinful mourner behind closed curtains Darkness settles down at last And the earth is ready for its forever sleep.
Normally I see the beautiful side of the night and darkness but you've turned me on to the side I fear the most. It's well written but it depresses me. For my own reasons of course...
This is a very novel way of turning the night into poetry. I commend your imagery.
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The hands of time caresses* the clock
Some of my favorite lines:
The moon dances, the star flashes
Sleep falls upon the earth
and
The trees whisper secrets
and
The sun hides behind the mountains
Like a sinful mourner behind closed curtains