rough (emphasis on rough) draft of a poem for my creative writing class. if you have any suggestions or thoughts in regards to it PLEASE comment them! i am not a poet and i could use the help. (for one, i think i need to do something about the unintentional repetition of the third line and the last line as it might come off as contradictory.)
All my life
I have known
I belong to the Night.
I am reaching—
Out—
Incessantly—
Breathlessly—
Devout.
i find myself…
at windows:
territories
of warmth
and
chill;
oh so deceptively bound
from one another and yet…
i’ve stolen my fill.
Amongst settling dusk,
melodies
milky and sweet
g l i d e
from shadowed ships above
enchant me
entangle me
towards
a boundless Be.
All Mine. that is: i mean: at the least: i may
belong to
myself.
Beautiful and haunting