Ode to the Sweet Night

This is a poem about a vampire character in one of my stories. I'm submitting it to an upcoming writing contest, so if you see any errors, please let me know.

Ode to the Sweet Night

A dream,
hanging on the breath of Night,
disappears
with Dawn’s light.

Eyes
that open to the world around
do not see how the dream
could be found.

They
search through the light of Day
for images lost
in Night’s gentle sway.

But alas, alack,
all is gone;
dreams are lost to Fate-
life just a pawn.

Forces
move where Daylight waits,
forming bonds and
binding fates.

Life
chains the legs and binds the arms
enslaving hearts in
its worldly charms.

Death
taunts the body and the soul
threatening uncertain fates
beyond control.

Time
toys with the daily life;
it’s ticking minutes
causing strife.

In the Day
the true light is gone;
shut out by the walls that
Fate has drawn.

Eyes that once
shined so fair,
hide away
what’s buried there.

The heart aches
in Solitude’s call;
but what’s never known
can never fall.

Yet tucked away
in Night’s deep hold,
the heart whispers
of dreams untold.

And in the depths
of the life that is Dream,
the soul’s every wish
it shall redeem.

So sing
an ode unto the Night;
dream the dream
you cannot fight.

And in Night’s sweet arms
you can live
the life that Day
refuses to give.

A dream-

hangs on the breath of Night,
whispered softly,
eyes shining bright.

© January 27, 2006
Anahbird

Ironic Quotes of 2005

"He walked into the bar and asked, 'Have you seen a midgit come in recently?' and the waitress thought he was telling her a joke.

"How can you love someone but not be 'in love' with them?"

"It's a table full of misfits and outcasts and one lone soul with status who took pity and had no where else to sit."

"He would give you anything to make you happy. The only thing he can't give you is the immaterial things and they are..well, immaterial; unimportant."

"Wow! This room is so bad, even the artificial flowers look dead."

"Would you like me like that if I wore red plaid shirts and started writing again?"

"She pushed another girl out of the way just to catch the bouquet because she thinks by catching the bouquet it will magically make her life perfect by putting a ring on her finger."

"Skittles saved my life."

"How much do you pay for plasma donations?"

Acceptance

Why is it that people say, "Yes, I'm accepting of (whatever); no, it wouldn't bother me"?

But then when that thing actually affects their life they want it their way and only their way. Why can't people accept eachother for who and what they are; each having the right to choose how to live their life? Why must one person's will always overshadow and control all of those around them?

Why? ;_;