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Annika Mar 2019
Outside in the dark
The stars are shining
The moon is climbing
And my thoughts are rising.
Dominique Feb 2019
backstreets at dusk radiate a soft charm
thoughts trickle down like nightfall on the glass
beneath the urban blue we're out of harm

you tap an aimless rhythm on my arm
laugh at graffiti on the overpass
backstreets at dusk radiate a soft charm

a ****** of words breeze through the evening calm
they pirouette away from conscious clasp
beneath the urban blue we're out of harm

catch a falling leaf in your open palm
we wander slow though the road glimmers fast
backstreets at dusk radiate a soft charm

your eyes blur mellow and lose the alarm
aureate dream dust just beyond our grasp
beneath the urban blue we're out of harm

we fade our wounds within this twilight balm
forget your feet and leave them in the grass
backstreets at dusk radiate a soft charm
beneath the urban blue we're out of harm
blissfully unproductive
Sally A Bayan Feb 2019
(morning, noon 'til night)


1)
dew drops fall on grass
slight sun permeates bay window
a cool breeze blows by

2)
parsley sprigs adorn
a bowl of yellow puree
hot creamed pumpkin soup..

3)
while sipping soup, muse
flies with brown mariposa
rain taps sharp on roof

4)
i run....to gather
fresh, sun-dried clothes from clotheslines
dog stirs from the rush

5)
wet soil's scent meanders
dry earth quenches thirst with rain
petrichor smells good!

6)
after chasing breath,
crisp cropeck, teams with coffee
crumbs adorn my shirt...

7)
fragrance chokes twilight
"queen of the night" spews sweet scent
white blooms...so divine!

8)
monitor lizard
tangoes up the ceiling...stares,
then falls on my lap!

9)
from the bamboo tree
gecko's distinct twilight call
shrills cold twilight air

10)
moon nestles coz'ly
in a circle of gray clouds
night.......is all her own...


Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
February 3, 2019
Yonnick August Jan 2019
The sun in her last strength,
As she readies to takes her rest,
for the next day at length.

Leaves behind a pretty picture,
One of,
Orange,
Blue, and
Violet.

Composed and hinged,
All perfectly together,
In the most beautiful gradiant.

Admiring her zestful Rays,
Landing a simple kiss,
As she gently fades.

Into the noir sky we go,
But I will see you again,
Because you are, you know,
The best part of my mornings.
Red Brush Jan 2019
The day from sunrise
Cuts sharply with light.

The night in dark guise
Hides all from the sight.

Between them but lies
The gilded lie, twilight.
Aesthete Flower Jan 2019
There is a boy who only loves me in his sleep.
He kills me every dawn and revived me every twilight with a kiss.
He is both my tormentor and my savior;
A precious dream out of the ashes of my nightmares.


He loves me only in his sleep.
On those brief moments when the night touches the sky.
While I’ve been loving him every moment of every day.
Cicero Jan 2019
Rusty axe in hand, cold air on the face
Holding down with a single damp hand
Recoiled in place
Slammed down with a thud and a crack
Another in rapid succession
And then another still in a dark progression
Pain racks the mind, disgust sights the eyes

The twilight moon covered by clouds
Refusing to witness what has transpired
Mind dulled, and heart torn
Eyes front, recoil once more
With a final throw a shatter rings out
The land convulses, the wind cries out
Something beautiful is thrown throughout

It was a cold dark night when it came to pass
That from out of the dark and into the light
I shattered my soul to keep you alight
And if I had but another soul to give, I'd offer it up on this altar of fate
Another year has come to a violent end
yet again the people do not disappoint
death destruction chaos misery abound
nothing different to those times before
as always nature the master of mankind
with other malicious forces is entwined!

Another unknown year is about to start
here we go again into the twilight zone
full of uncertainty where nothing is clear
so may I just add Happy New Year!

#TheFoureyedPoet.
In a society of perpetual war! Is there any light at the end of the tunnel?
Apporva Arya Dec 2018
Went out last night,
With all friends,
And felt so bright..

So young we are,
Full of smile and hope..
Sleepy at twilight,
So dope at night..
Sahu loves to eat,
And hari can sing.
Baba pays the bill,
When panda only chill.
Pipi fights for food,
While khusbu takes a pic..

The weather was right,
Stars were shining bright.
The warmth of everyone's smile,
Just made my night.

Thanks to all,
I made a good memory,
Of NIT life.
i went out last night with my friends(sahu,hari,panda,baba,pipi,khusbu). I am expressing a memorable night of My NIT college life.
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