AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK)

1 Comments

Tags:
  • Other

    Poem Commentary

    MOST OF US GO THROUGH BAD TIMES IN OUR LIFE AND SOMETIMES THEY CAN ENVELOPE US SO MUCH THAT WE LOSE PERCEPTION. I WENT THROUGH A REALLY ROUGH TIME WHEN FEAR OF THE NIGHT AND WHAT WIULD HAPPEN CRIPPLED ME. I THANK GOD FOR LOVE, FRIENDS AND HELP THAT BROUGHT ME TO A PLACE WHERE THIS POEM IS NO LONGER REAL FOR ME, BUT I DO LIKE MY POEM, HOPE YOU DO TO.

    GRACEANN MARTELLI 

    AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK)

    AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK)

    IT'S DARK NOW.
    THE RAIN PATTERS ON MY WINDOWSILL.
    LOOKING OUT THROUGH THE WINDOWS
    INTO THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT,
    I SEE REFLECTIONS OF LIGHTS
    I SDEE REFLECTIONS OF ME.

    SOMETIMES, LOOKING OUT
    INTO THE DARKNESS, I WONDER
    IS IT DARKER HERE ON THE INSIDE
    THATT IT IS ON THE OUTSIDE?
    NO IT'S ME.

    THE SUN RISES, I SEE THE LIGHT
    A NEW DAY HAS DAWNED.
    I FEEL THE WARMTH OF THE SUN
    AND LOSE THE COLD OF THE NIGHT
    AND MY HEART SINGS A NEW SONG!

    THERE ARE NO REFLECTIONS
    FOR ME TO SEE AND UNTIL NIGHT COMES AGAIN,
    I AM TOTALLY FREE.

    GRACEANN MARTELLI
    COPYRIGHTS (C) 2008

    Poem Comments

    (1)

    Please login or register

    You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
    leave comments/feedback and rate this poem.

    Login or Register

    Robtaylor commented on AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK)

    10-13-2009

    love this poem. I especially like the line, "I see reflections of me." I believe the one thing we fear facing most is ourselves.
    Reply to Comment

    GraceAnn

    10/13/2009

    T Y very much. Been writing for a long time but posting & chatting are new to me. Your statement is so true. One of the fairly recent things I learned after much tradgey was to look into the mirror and my eyes and tell myself that everything is going to be fine among other things. We cannot really love others until we learn to love ourselves. God Bless & thank you for reading & your vote.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    GraceAnn’s Poems (7)

    Title Comments Submitted
    Title Comments Submitted
    I WOULD IF I COULD 0 10/18/2009
    BINGO 1 10/13/2009
    "TROUBLE" MAN'S BEST FRIEND 0 10/13/2009
    AFRAID OF THE NIGHT (DARK) 1 10/13/2009
    BLUES 0 10/13/2009
    GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN 0 10/13/2009
    I LIVE 0 10/13/2009
    Top of Page