Anthony Han

Rookie - 7 Points (April 19th 1992 til infinity. / Monterey Park. Raised in H.H.)

Midnight And Twilight - Poem by Anthony Han

Pitch black all I see
Stuck inside of my mind
Unkind thoughts stalk upon the fine
Confine somewhere within

That I can see more than darkness
Confirm to myself that there is some good left
As the sun begins to come up
Fog starts to uplift
Clouded visions itching upon my cheeks

Flowing past myself until I realize
The time spent here pondering
Wondering if I deserve life
Kept me on the road
But only walking aimlessly

Someday I'll break free of these locks
Discover the key that will set me loose
Compel myself to move on from this
Pointless period of lost emotions
Commotions of all sorts rise

Walking outside the early morning
Finding who I am to me
Searching for who I wish to be
Relentless on undoing myself
Etched on this skin are scars of memories
Wrinkles on my brain are wears of misery

The moon stares down as it goes further back
I can still see it howling back
As I sigh in relief these drugs no longer
A part of my medication
All need be taken now is relaxation
Natural love from not of man-made chemicals
Induced to provide release to these manacles

but in reality never to be cured
Still lurking inside of me hatred
Senseless desires to end this
Passion to continue overriding this
Saving me from losing hope
Allowing me to keep face
Thanks to that one voice

Tomorrow I will still see my own breathe
Freezing feelings closest to loving embraces
That I could ever wish for
Dreaming to be achieving the utmost high
Conceiving new pleasantries upon nigh
When spring will soon arrive
Revolving the date of my celebration

Connecting to the bonds beneath my toes
Foes admire underneath fondly to my pride
Sight falling down the street towards home
Letting go of the air inside
Amused by the sight of my own breathe
Confused at the fought of thoughts
This is living for sought of truth not faults

I wouldn't give it up for the world
I couldn't live without being bold
Enough to sew it down onto my seams
A dream within dreams
Since when was this reality
When was this dimensionality

Ever so near to me
Almost like it was always meant to be
Today at least I can see
For now at last I can sleep
Peacefully knowing I got there
Excited to experience such joy

That so few ever find
The true reflection of oneself
Over this horizon to the visualized sea
Birds fly across the scene livelier
Trees dropp leaves like gentle whispers
One day this will all recycle

Come to pass upon another spiteful
Seasons become reasons
To live with the days and nights
Never alone again in the abyss
A taste of secure happiness
Before the subtle sadness

Soaking heavily until the rhythms of my soul
Are splashed upon this dry spell
Let it be known and bounced away
Like two rabbits hopping amongst the grass
Dancing away into harmony
Into the wild one would find
Everything they ever wished for
Nothing they could ever hate for

No one can even imagine
The grace of a fool to be mirrored
For the jester knows life's biggest laugh
To their own wishes will they fill the other half
The ones we hide in bins
Those that we have long forgotten

But what was lost had a purpose to be
If mistaken then all the better
Would you let me be that fool
Indulge upon the day
Join the rest into the night
Return to sanity as the dreaming ends

What exactly was reality
How come I am cautiously
Part of me trying to avoid it all
Even though knowing it was my call
To return to my once comforting vision
These slight moments between
The Midnight and Twilight


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My intention for this piece was to be a prelude to Unbecoming fables. In the end I thought they sounded some what similar then having remembered the feelings behind the write I decided to publish it anyways. The love of the write comes from those times between 12 am to 7 am and how much I enjoyed watching the night beckon and reach the sunrise. How the fog came in and drifted away. Times when I would find relaxation in walking out and feeling every bit of the cold cool my troubles down.

Comments about Midnight And Twilight by Anthony Han

  • Hans Vr (12/28/2011 6:23:00 AM)


    This is a long poem, Han.
    But a deep reflection, nice to read.
    The more we take time to reflect, the more we will know ourself
    Self knowledge is a very important component of wisdom.
    Cling on to the verses of hope in this wonderful poem.
    Reflect more and see the great plans the univeres has for you.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 6, 2012


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