Midnight Dance

• Artist: papershelf i c i c l e s
• Description: ..just a poem i wrote. enjoy. comments appreciated. :3
• Date: 09/26/2008
• Tags: midnight dance

Full moon perched upon a starry bed;
Perched upon a cloudless sky
The wind blown west;
The wind blown east.
I look out my jailed window
Smelling the sweet summer rain
Dreaming of daring thoughts,
Of punishable thoughts
Closing eyes, I see myself
Dancing the midnight dance,
Singing the midnight song,
Feeling the midnight air.
Freedom I see, freedom I feel
Opening eyes, I taste the sour summer rain
Freedom, a false word
When trapped in society's gates.

Comments

[FuriazFTW]

You have a lot of potential! I liked this poem. You had excellent grammar, and wonderful symbolism!

Definitely a 5/5. Keep it up. biggrin

[StonedxMule]

Ey. May. Xing.(Pronounced A. May. Zing)
That's really good.
crying
I'm so jealous!

[oxyJ3N]

I LOVE this poem, I feel like it describes the US & Iraq. With the US being the West wind & Iraq being the East. We are jailed in to our society because we have learned that we should fight. You want to dance in the summer rain; to be merry & free, but you can't & that makes the rain sour instead of sweet any longer because freedom isn't what is free.

I could be jumping somewhere else, of course, but that's what I get out of it; that's why I love poetry because we all get something different.