Best Poems About / On NIGHT
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The night
The night is bright,
the night is full of music,
the night brings light,
the night heals the sick,
the night's full of fire,
the night is full of desire,
the night is full of intresting faces,
the night is in all univers places.
The night is full of bass,
the night is full of jazz,
the night is full of alternative,
the night is full of rebelty,
the night is full of feeling,
the night fills you up with emotions,
the night wants you to be hearing, seeing, feeling.
The night is a soup of strange potions,
the night is dark.
the night's shadow...
Maybe that's a the bark of a book.
The night can give you what you only bourough.
The night is a magic rubber
that erases the past,
live in the moment,
start all over,
live a new life.
This night you might just meet your wife.
Edzuro Jikibi Mirtazo Gruzto
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A night to remember
a night to remember
like a prayer that has no answer
a night so romantic
a night that makes me sick
A night full of love
a night full of butterfly
a night full of caress
a night full of kiss
a night of bliss
a night for indulgence
a intimate and sexy ambiance
a night of touch
a night to remember...
A night with you.
-vanessa-
Vanessa Cabrera
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night and day
night and day day and night
i scream for the pain
i scream for love
night and day day and night
i wish to make you mine
i wish my wish would come true
night and day day and night
i cry my self to sleep
i cry for the broken heart i have
night and day day and night
i run away
i run home to hide
night and day day and night
it always the same
night and day day and night
heart broken
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night
night
Night, the time to rest
Night to party is the best
Night, the time family sits together
Night if special one remembers forever
Night, is to dream
Night, when beautiful looks the stream
Night is to talk
It is the time the subconscious rocks
Night, when silent is the sea
Night, when also sleeping are the trees
Night, when high is the crime
Still Night is the only of its kind..
kaavyaa kriday
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