poemranker ::Midnight Madness by Redfin

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Free verse № 3416

Midnight Madness

Member since 2002 · Posted 8 Jul 2002 · 1 comment

Midnight madness all around, yet there's no sound. Energy flowing through the air and no one there. Vibrating colors circling my eyes, Midnight madness on the rise! Reflecting darkness of moonless nights, Trembling with a force that shatters the light. Sensitive winds that stir my mind Whispers echo's lost in time. Only memories and madness left behind And nothing left to find.

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[8] OneFingerAnswer 9-Jul-02/11:55 PM Reply
I like it. Nice description. I tkind of describes how I feel after I've been up too long (although that's usually 9 or 10 AM instead of midnight.) Good work.