The cute poems will bring a smile to face, and make you feel better. Good night poems are written with loving and caring words which you must share with your friends. Some of them are short poems about life and some of them are short love poems, but all of them contain great wisdom.
Everybody needs some bright words from time to time, most inspirational poems will encourage you to think big and be ambitious. While spiritual poems will brighten your day, I’m sorry poems will help you reflects how you truly feel.
Famous Poems About Night
- Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night – Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
- Acquainted With The Night – Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain – and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
- Good-Night – Percy Bysshe Shelley
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.
How can I call the lone night good,
Though thy sweet wishes wing its flight?
Be it not said, thought, understood —
Then it will be — good night.
To hearts which near each other move
From evening close to morning light,
The night is good; because, my love,
They never say good-night.
- A Night Thought – William Wordsworth
Lo! where the Moon along the sky
Sails with her happy destiny;
Oft is she hid from mortal eye
Or dimly seen,
But when the clouds asunder fly
How bright her mien!
Far different we–a froward race,
Thousands though rich in Fortune’s grace
With cherished sullenness of pace
Their way pursue,
Ingrates who wear a smileless face
The whole year through.
If kindred humours e’er would make
My spirit droop for drooping’s sake,
From Fancy following in thy wake,
Bright ship of heaven!
A counter impulse let me take
And be forgiven.
- Flying At Night – Ted Kooser
Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his.
- A Winter Night – Robert Burns
When biting Boreas, fell and doure,
Sharp shivers thro’ the leafless bow’r;
When Phoebus gies a short-liv’d glow’r,
Far south the lift,
Dim-dark’ning thro’ the flaky show’r,
Or whirling drift:
Ae night the storm the steeples rocked,
Poor Labour sweet in sleep was locked,
While burns, wi’ snawy wreeths upchoked,
Wild-eddying swirl,
Or thro’ the mining outlet bocked,
Down headlong hurl.
List’ning, the doors an’ winnocks rattle,
I thought me on the ourie cattle,
Or silly sheep, wha bide this brattle
O’ winter war,
And thro’ the drift, deep-lairing, sprattle,
Beneath a scar.
Ilk happing bird, wee, helpless thing!
That, in the merry months o’ spring,
Delighted me to hear thee sing,
What comes o’ thee?
Whare wilt thou cow’r thy chittering wing
An’ close thy e’e?
Ev’n you on murd’ring errands toil’d,
Lone from your savage homes exil’d,
The blood-stain’d roost, and sheep-cote spoil’d
My heart forgets,
While pityless the tempest wild
Sore on you beats.
- Night – William Blake
The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
The moon, like a flower,
In heaven’s high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.
Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.
They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm.
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.
When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.
But if they rush dreadful,
The angels, most heedful,
Receive each mild spirit,
New worlds to inherit.
And there the lion’s ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold,
And pitying the tender cries,
And walking round the fold,
Saying, ‘Wrath, by His meekness,
And, by His health, sickness
Is driven away
From our immortal day.
‘And now beside thee, bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep;
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee and weep.
For, washed in life’s river,
My bright mane for ever
Shall shine like the gold
As I guard o’er the fold.’
- Meeting at Night – Robert Browning
I
The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand.
II
Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, thro’ its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
- Quiet Night Thinking – Li Bai
There is moonlight shining before my bed,
I suspect that there is frost on the ground,
Raising my head, I gaze at the moonlight,
Lowering my head, I think of my home village.
- Rhapsody on a Windy Night – T. S. Eliot
Twelve o’clock.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Dissolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.
Half-past one,
The street lamp sputtered,
The street lamp muttered,
The street lamp said, “Regard that woman
Who hesitates towards you in the light of the door
Which opens on her like a grin.
You see the border of her dress
Is torn and stained with sand,
And you see the corner of her eye
Twists like a crooked pin.”
The memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things;
A twisted branch upon the beach
Eaten smooth, and polished
As if the world gave up
The secret of its skeleton,
Stiff and white.
A broken spring in a factory yard,
Rust that clings to the form that the strength has left
Hard and curled and ready to snap.
Half-past two,
The street lamp said,
“Remark the cat which flattens itself in the gutter,
Slips out its tongue
And devours a morsel of rancid butter.”
So the hand of a child, automatic,
Slipped out and pocketed a toy that was running along the quay.
I could see nothing behind that child’s eye.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
Half-past three,
The lamp sputtered,
The lamp muttered in the dark.
The lamp hummed:
“Regard the moon,
La lune ne garde aucune rancune,
She winks a feeble eye,
She smiles into corners.
She smoothes the hair of the grass.
The moon has lost her memory.
A washed-out smallpox cracks her face,
Her hand twists a paper rose,
That smells of dust and old Cologne,
She is alone
With all the old nocturnal smells
That cross and cross across her brain.”
The reminiscence comes
Of sunless dry geraniums
And dust in crevices,
Smells of chestnuts in the streets,
And female smells in shuttered rooms,
And cigarettes in corridors
And cocktail smells in bars.
The lamp said,
“Four o’clock,
Here is the number on the door.
Memory!
You have the key,
The little lamp spreads a ring on the stair,
Mount.
The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life.”
The last twist of the knife.
- A Good Night – Francis Quarles
Close now thine eyes and rest secure;
Thy soul is safe enough, thy body sure;
He that loves thee, He that keeps
And guards thee, never slumbers, never sleeps.
The smiling conscience in a sleeping breast
Has only peace, has only rest;
The music and the mirth of kings
Are all but very discords, when she sings;
Then close thine eyes and rest secure;
No sleep so sweet as thine, no rest so sure.
- Goodnight Little Houseplant – Shel Silverstein
Goodnight little houseplant asleep on the sill
I’ll pull the shades so you don’t catch a chill
And tomorrow in the morning don’t be breaskfast for two
We’ll have ham and eggs for me and nitrogen for you
Goodnight little houseplant tucked in your clay pot
Maske sure you don’t catch Huntington’s Rot
Remember little houseplant stay away from them bees
I’ve heard they may carry a social disease
Goodnight little houseplant goodnight
Here’s your glass of water should I leave on the light
Tomorrow we’ll talk of the things that we did
I love you little house plant who needs women and kids
- Good-Night Song – Laura E. Richards
Good-night, Sun! go to bed!
Take your crown from your shining head.
Now put on your gray night-cap,
And shut your eyes for a good long nap.
Good-night, Sky, bright and blue!
Not a wink of sleep for you.
You must watch us all the night,
With your twinkling eyes so bright.
Good-night, flowers! now shut up
Every swinging bell and cup.
Take your sleeping-draught of dew:
Pleasant dreams to all of you!
Good-night, birds, that sweetly sing!
Little head ‘neath little wing!
Every leaf upon the tree
Soft shall sing your lullaby.
Last to you, little child,
Sleep is coming soft and mild.
Now he shuts your blue eyes bright:
Little Baby dear, good-night!
- Serenade – Richard Aldington
Good night, my heart.
Thou in the bosom of the delicate down perchance dost sink thy limbs in delicious forgetfulness; and I below here temper my heart in tears, alas, and send my soul up to thee.
Good night, my heart.
Good night, my heart.
Yes, thou dost sleep, but not thy worshipper, or if the quivered god grants truce to my weary eyes, my bitter fate doth haunt me in a thousand shapes.
Good night, my heart.
Good night, my heart.
Yet for a little space at least thou dost grant comfort to my o’er-laboured breast, and I am never weary of sighing for thee, nor do I turn aside one jot from my fidelity.
Good night, my heart.
Good night, my heart.
Sleep then, oh sleep, and may Love sleep with thee, O my soul’s sweet desire, and may no shadow or horror of phantom night disturb thy rest.
Farewell, I go.
Good night, my heart.
- A Late Good Night – Robert Fuller Murray
My lamp is out, my task is done,
And up the stair with lingering feet
I climb. The staircase clock strikes one.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!
My solitary room I gain.
A single star makes incomplete
The blackness of the window pane.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!
Dim and more dim its sparkle grows,
And ere my head the pillows meet,
My lids are fain themselves to close.
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!
My lips no other words can say,
But still they murmur and repeat
To you, who slumber far away,
Good night, my love! good night, my sweet!
- Say Good Night – Hasmukh Amathalal
We wish all good night
It is customary on our part
Great custom and tradition
With solid bond and relation
Even stranger may find it as honor
Even though gesture can be considered minor
Few words of belonging may spring surprise
It is full of oneness with promises
Whole of universe goes in dark
Almost under magic spell to start
The day has brought lot much happiness
Any individual may want night to spent with brightness
So “Good night” address means a lot
Day is desperately and vigorously fought
When you receive few words for sweet sleep
That makes you delighted with good mood to keep
Make it habit to say “good night”
That keeps person to feel right
It is parting gift before going to sleep
Your heart may beat with happy beep
Goodnight Poems For Her
Show your girlfriend how much you love her with cute goodnight love poetry. The perfect words for him or her. Express your deep love with words of poetry!
- I can’t help but break into a smile
As I lie here on my bed, awake and restless
I feel thankful that you are my girlfriend
I feel lucky to be able to call you my princess
I don’t want to make unreal promises
But what I can tell you is this
That no matter what, I will never stop
Sending you good night quotes with a kiss - I am waiting for you on Facebook chat,
And I waiting for Whatsapp status
To know when you will be online
I know that you have dined
So, baby come and we will chat all night
So, that I forget about the night
The night will be great because of you
I won’t feel the blue
Baby comes along and miss me
I am waiting for that scene
Good night
Have a lovely night! - Wishing you a lovely night,
Wait for tomorrow for day so bright,
See pleasant dreams for another day,
As on your bed you lay,
Wait for a new dawn,
a new day,
Don’t forget to say your pray,
Good night and sleep tight! - You’re the thought that starts each morning,
the conclusion to each day.
I envision you in all that I do,
and everything I say. 
- Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds,
These are things shared by good friends,
Friends to be with you until the end. - Goodnight, my love,
though miles away,
your voice is all that I need
To lull me to sleep
and to know that I’m loved
and that I am yours now to keep. - Night is the time to dream
To stay in someone’s special thoughts,
It is a time to unwind,
And then I have to remind
To you, that baby I am missing you tonight
And I truly love you
I know you also do
Wishing you a good night! - Nothing in this whole world can come close
To how I feel when I think about our relationship
It is sublime and so surreal
Almost like going on a magical trip
People fall asleep waiting for a new day
I spend the day, waiting for the night to set in
That’s the time when I get to endlessly dream
About you, the girl who makes me happy from within
Good night - Every day is beautiful
So is each night
With friends like you around
Everything seems right
Each moment is amazing
So is every heartbeat
Friends like you
Make life so complete
Good night my love - The birds have stopped chirping
The sun is finally setting
The moon is brightly shining
The stars are magically twinkling
The skies are romantically darkening
My heart is crazily thumping
Our love is madly bubbling
I am missing you badly, darling
Good night my girl - Good night my sweet angel,
Have a wonderful night,
Do think about me tonight
So, what if I am out of sight
Still I am missing you tonight
Just want to wish you through
That you have a wonderful night,
Good night my girlfriend! - As the moon sparking so bright,
As the radiance of the night,
It makes each sight so pretty
It makes pretty tonight
I am so missing you my love
On this truly beautiful night
Wishing you a good night
Sleep tight! - Dreams made of candy
Nightmares obsolete
Friends like you are the reason
Why life feels so complete
Sleep made of soft feathers
On a bed which is cozy
My nights are worthwhile
Just because of you buddy
Good night love - My breathing is getting heavy
My eyes are a little fluttery
My heart is beating funnily
I am feeling very lonely
My fingers are too jittery
My mind is blank and empty
From within, I am feeling shaky
I am missing you, baby
Good night my love - Like a building without a facade
Or a book without its cover
I too am stripped of my identity
When we’re not together
As I stare at the deep night skies
I can’t help but hallucinate
About how it’d be if right now
We were out on a romantic date…
Good night my girlfriend - Celebrate this day
With a sweet message
That you must live life
With a lot of courage
Say good night
With a sweet wish
That every moment of life
You must cherish
Say sweet dreams
With a lovely quote
To live every second of life
On a high note - Like a building without a facade
Or a book without its cover
I too am stripped of my identity
When we’re not together
As I stare at the deep night skies
I can’t help but hallucinate
About how it’d be if right now
We were out on a romantic date…
Good night my love - Like a life with no choices
A painter without brushes
A flower with no fragrance
A poet with no words
And a musician with no voice
That is how I feel without you
I miss you dearly
Goodnight, my love. - With sleep in my eyes
And a heart full of love
I set my fingers steady
To text the love of my life
Have the sweetest night, my love.
Good Night Poems For Him
- I keep burning passionately inside
And wetting the covers of my heart
You are the reason for such feeling
Especially as the night has brought darkness.
Many thoughts exist and you are part of it. - My soul needs you here
To touch me with those strong hands
To protect me from cold
To whisper love into my ears
Let us be old in love
And be pure with the emotions
Especially in dark lonely nights
Where you are my King alone.
Good night. - The entire universe, I think
Is aligned perfectly for you and me
The sun, the skies, the clouds
Everything was made, for our destiny
My heart truly believes that
Every star in the dark night skies
Shines only, and only because you - Above us, stars. Beneath us, constellations.
Five billion miles away, a galaxy dies
like a snowflake falling on water. Below us,
some farmer, feeling the chill of that distant death,
snaps on his yard light, drawing his sheds and barn
back into the little system of his care.
All night, the cities, like shimmering novas,
tug with bright streets at lonely lights like his. - Not a single drop of night comes with a good sound
Except for the rhythm of my heart
The pain of waking to be alone.
I would wish so much for you
To see my smile at night
I want my eyes to fall in you
And my body breathe upon yours
Make me sweat for pleasure
In tonight’s arms
I give myself not as a random thought
But as the truest form of feeling
So your heart can hug tonight.
As my king and man
As the one always meant for me. - May God bless you with peaceful rest
And wrap you in His arms
Watch over you ’til morning light
And keep you from all harm
May all your dreams bring sweetness
The sparkle of a trillion stars
So in the smile of dawn
Soft rays of love spill from your heart - Come close and enter my loneliness
Cover me and see my weakness.
I and you can make a love nest
Because our feelings will always come first.
Give me an evening of your smile
Be the crescent moon at night
Let us explode into tiny stars
While our emotions become the dark skies.
More like I want your now
So we sink in time and get lost.
Goodnight is never enough
Even with a kiss
I want open your curtains like your strong arms
So I come in. 
- You are my pillow
Because you support me in life
You are my blanket
Because you protect me from strife
You are the star of my night sky
Because you add to my life, a lovely twinkle
You are my radiant moon
Because your love is a magical sparkle
Good night my boyfriend - Here I was worrying about my journey,
while God was helping me all the way,
making me realize that I am very weak;
my courage is only borrowed from Him,
but, oh, the peace that flooded my soul…
because I know that he never fails
I would not,
if I could, turn back now,
because I believe that God is going to
reveal Himself in a wonderful way. - It is hard to explain how amazing it feels
To have a guy like you as my boyfriend
It is a joyride like no other
Laughs and happiness, till no end
Before I go to sleep tonight I want to say
Thank You, for being such a caring guy
The power of your love is such
That I smile even when I cry
Good night
These poems are amazing way to make my girlfriend feel special, thanks for sharing