Midnight is fun With all the wrappers and covers All the extra cloths All the extra socks All the extra shorts All the extra mittens The rain is going The moon is up high MIDNIGHT Is as dark as a rat The crows are crowing the owls are owling The crickets are cricketing The frogs are hoping and frogging The noise is high at MIDNIGHT MIDNIGHT
I am Tooki Gbenro- Adegbite, a 10 year old boy. I live in Nigeria and I attend Ibadan International school. I started writing poems at age 7 with my teacher, anti Mina. She inspired me by the way she commends me and appreciates my work. When I write poems it makes me feel lively. I write because it is fun. I hope you enjoy my poems.
Melancholic – she be described He says, turn the curve my child Dances she, feet on thorn Refashion thy scorn Darkness, she, into the wild Beloved, behold – nature beguiled Cries she – eyes dry Withhold, let me sigh Not
Eerie sounds all around deep in the heart of the graveyard AFTER MIDNIGHT, shadows appear and seem to move, heartbeat like thunder in a state of fright, they’re coming from all around, I try to scream but can’t make a
Glistening and glimmering, the stars do shine Scattering forth their beams divine Their light, not bright, yet a mystical sight Blessing the earth on this cool breezy night A prelude to a bright new day Slowly and silently comes a
Under the whisper of lunar night, draws this captive heart to your light. Of you, one day to have and to hold, May my love be blessed, as bold As I walk amid meadows frosted glaze, grasses faint breath moistens
Oh Midnight Angel higher than a kite throw your clothes and a few things together and drive your new car like a bird in flight back across the Georgia state line whatever the weather never you mind you know every