By Creative, Culture April 8, 2014

Poetry: The Night Has Gone

The rusty rain falls again
In the streets of 3am
Could I be the only one awake?

The streetlamp flickers as it does
The shadows swept away like crumbs
I glimpse the edge of the sun

Sleep never comes
In pursuit of a song

That’s why dreamers never sleep, they hum

The world holds its breath
In romantic absentmindedness
And wonders at the passing dawn

The night has gone

 

WRITTEN BY DIANNA BLACK

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