Empty Nights Poem by anais vionet

Empty Nights

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My palette is empty
after over-busy school
and tense homework.

By the time dark night
staggers onstage, sleep is my
longed-for, sexy muse.

I'm greedy for sweet,
numb sleep or perhaps to dream
love-flushed fantasies.

Sunday, October 4, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom,homework,night,teen
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
tedious days and boring nights - how lucky can one person get?
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 04 October 2020

When I used to be a student, I too used to long for going to bed as it beckoned at me. Loved your cute little poem.

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anais vionet

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Paris, France
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