Sullen loneliness of the night...
Sullen loneliness of the night,
Caress and embrace me rather tight,
Just a dose of your empty love,
To a vague heart, that's dead enough,
Fill this dark void with your cozy cold,
And lend me a star or two to hold,
Sullen loneliness of the night,
Just you and I till day's bright.
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Sullen loneliness of the night... | 0 | 08/23/2011 |
| To be or not to be | 0 | 08/23/2011 |
| Take Me Away | 0 | 08/23/2011 |
| This moment | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| My fool, My love | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| SOLITUDE | 0 | 11/24/2008 |
| Winter Sweet | 0 | 11/24/2008 |
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