#poems inspired by midnights

[sushistories]

Hey there,

So, here's the scoop: I've been pulling some serious late-night sessions, pondering conversations I wish I'd had, puzzles I wish I'd cracked. And guess what? I've turned all those thoughts into poetry, and I'm ready to share it all with you. The inspiration? Well, Taylor Swift's "Midnights" album hit me like a lightning bolt, and I bet I'm not alone in that feeling.

Introducing "Tales at Midnight: Echoes of Friendship and Redemption." Yup, that's what I'm calling this rollercoaster of emotions. These sporadic drops of heart-to-heart chats and introspection will be hitting my blog. Get ready whoever you are, to dive deep into the words that kept me up all night, the thoughts that danced under the moon's glow.

Why? Because I believe these verses might just resonate with you the way "Midnights" resonated with me. So, buckle up, friends. We're in for a ride that's all about exploring feelings, chasing redemption, and finding the hidden stories that make us who we are. Pack your bags, fasten your seatbelts, and let's see if my words can touch you half as much as that album touched me.

Meet me at Midnights.

[withastorytotell]

Something in me dies when I look back at 15, 16 17 years and more of the little time that I have lived and passed and I realize the weight of all the unmade decisions abandoned. I could have picked up that book. I could have taken that one last photograph, I should have told that her smile was pretty. I could have given him that letter when his mom died. I could have adopted that stray kitten. I could have said sorry and baked grandma that cake and been silent before I cut with my unfathomed anger. I should have breathed better before that one fight and told my sisters that I loved them. I should have taken a step back and I could have kept that one foot forward. I get to revel in the could've, should've and would've now. The after-taste is left far more bitter with regret than sweet.

[yourlocalbadgerscales]

My original poem, inspired by “You’re On Your Own, Kid” by Taylor Swift…

There were pages turned with the bridges burned

Another lesson learned, yet to seal my fate

As the tables turned, no roles were reversed

I simply learned to live up to my name

And you dug your own grave, not me

The place we lived in, such a waste of space, so I filled it up with words

Desperately trying to drown out your empty promises, and it worked

Your grave was dug with your own spade, checkmate

You died by you own hand, all without my help

You sealed your fate, I sealed the letter

As I sent my regards to all the people

Who didn’t know better, who believed your lies

Away it flies, will it ever reach them?

Will they ever learn that, perhaps, I avenged them?

It won’t change a thing, but I thought I’d let them know

[sanddollarpoems]

Reading the cliff notes

Right on the edge

Of the mountain

In your eyes

I'd buy every study guide

If it would tell

The story

Of your life

Can I write myself into

The margins

Of your heart

Can I just try?

[welcomehome-orlakbarnett]

Lightyears

Across time and space, in every dimension

I am searching for you

Hands outstretched, grasping

You are just out of my reach

Close enough to feel the warmth

Radiating to my fingertips

You’re so far away

Lightyears cannot measure the distance

Do my eyes reflect the stars in them too?

Can you see the void in my chest

Where my heart should be?

Your face is clear as crisp starlight

I can’t see it through the blurred tears

The space next to me is shaped like you

But nothing is there

Is it you or me slipping further away?

Come and find me where we let go

I’ll be waiting for you

Hands outstretched, grasping

Searching for you, in every dimension

[kingstarkingslay]

“The storm is painting memories on every windowpane,

And I’m caught between the thunder and the silence of your name”

- a Midnight Rain inspired poem ( written by yours truly )

[dolores-hazy]

I am lost among the stars

Floating drifting outside

Myself and coming to find

I can keep getting by

Without the pull of gravity

Pushing off from the astral plane

I feel welcome in this place

A safe space embraces me

Touched by cosmic energy

Coursing through me and all over

Tingling titilatingly along my body

I shiver under the ecstasy

Of feeling wanted and adored

Can't remember anymore why I cried

There is always aching inside but I

Taste the victory of carrying on

Pleasure pain desire disdain

Meltingintoone

Beautiful creation

Epic epiphany

Come on get lost with me

[finallyitssaying]

Crescent moon and stars filled the skies.

The dark night came as usual, but this night turned into memories.

On the other side, I see myself making a wish.

Not just for me, but for you and the kids.

And as I close my eyes, you stare at me.

Whispering, "This is the fairytale if you choose me.

Not running away cowardly,

craving for the pain, leaving the peace.”

Then, I fall down, so low, hitting rock bottom, head first.

It hurts so much, but that's the hurt I'm chasing.

You wave and start to find the fairytale with rainbow and sunshine.

while I continue to sail, chasing overrated dream of mine.

And as we get closer to our fate,

we cheers from each other's side.

[weirdlyinsanelyme]

Unsaid

It remained unsaid

And he could feel the dread

As the tears began to shed

With the wine still red

There was nothing to be said

Yet there was so much

And he could feel the touch

The touch of the wind

On his soul pinned

With the tears that wanted to be shed

As he stood there with it all unsaid

[moonchildinthesun]

hands that touch your cheeks,

a finger linking to yours,

eyes that look into yours one second too long to be accidental,

a gaze straying to far down

and the next thing you know is a shove to your chest,

a free fall from paradise,

the door to neverland shut in your face

one step closer to the sun is one step away from heavenly salvation.

but you can't help it when what is supposed to be bitter sin

tastes sweet like honey

[three-am-rain]

- labyrinth -

the defiance of an age

no more than words on a page

remember those days you whispered

the phrase, “you spend your whole life stuck

in the labyrinth, thinking about how

you'll escape it” and, well,

the present?

nevermind i forget the times

i see myself in forlorn places

(and) empty spaces

i'm lost in the labyrinth of my mind

you can’t help but escape it

i’m losing myself again

don’t let me

lose myself

again

lost in the labyrinth

of time...

don’t

lie

[wickedzeevyln]

Upside Down, Inside, Out

[jennyyyeeettt]

He was sunshine, i was midnight rain

-Taylor Swift

[parkisisoliv]

Damn You or Damn Me

It all started the same as that weekOn the weekend before, I was all insecureFeeling you unreachableThat repeated Monday, when I felt like giving upEach day, you seemed to be growing on me again.Even when I've said to myself, I don't want your inconsistency anymore.That week, you started softly and ended lovinglyThis week, you were yourself, and I was just indifferentMost like, "Just do whatever…

[banditomojado]

Cabins and Porches

I dream of glowing crystal days

And the smell of morning dew and black coffee

Dancing together with the chill autumn breeze

I yearn for the flow of velvet and words, 

With all of it's twists and turns and spills and thrills

Cascading through the night, flooding into tomorrow

I ache for midnight film dissections, themes left unexplored, imagery undecipherd,

And the pretty trail of ash left in the wake of our takes

I mourn every morning and every afternoon that passes by 

Without the warmth of a hug, and rush of vitality and courage

That comes from a kiss

Your kiss.

I dream of

I yearn for

I ache for

I mourn

You.

Us.

[duskytaless]

Life is an amount of time, which God has given us. We can decide what we want to do with it. But, we can be surely creative with it.