Night

It's always there.

Dusk has turned to nightfall,

Twilight replaced day.

The dark is rising,

All stars will wink out.

A silver sliver haunts,

All warmth has gone.

To where is unknown,

To the darkness, I suppose.

You can run

To the edge of the earth,

But the Night...

Always finds you.

Author's Note

Wow, dark poetry much lately? Hehe.

Reviews

[London Poet]

A fit ending, I found it amusing in a black way. A silver sliver haunts was also a nice word play. A strong poem written with skill and creativity.

[Wingless Fallen Angel]

Thank you so much! :)

[Bad Poetry]

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[Darkening Shadow]

Its interesting. Good Job.

[Harley Rose]

it is ominous in a good way... and lingers in the mind. I love your imagery!

[Sola]

It's dark in the sense of the absence of light, but emotionally, dark can be soothing, dark can be a release. Nice prose, Well done. My favorite line was probably "A silver haunts." As though a color can stalk and search in the shadows of some unfathomable phantasm.