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ALARM

Cyndi_Moone
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Forum Posts: 189

Poetry Contest

Self-Poem
Write a self-life reflection poem revolving around any of the following topics:
*    Sleeping
*     Snoozing
*     Dreaming
*     Sleeping
*     Napping

....through life until the "alarm" in your life awoke you from a deep snooze.

*     Limit:  30 lines or less
*     Entries: Unlimited
*      One Week

ALARM
Sweet and dreamy ringing of the xylophone
Fills the empty silence with its resounding tone.
Bouncing off the dark room walls,
Charms the night fall
As I sleepwalk by day and stand on paved bricks
Blinded by the folds of the midnight mix.

Never knowing where I’m going or where I’m headed
Oh, my! I know I’m starting to regret it!
But, the hypnotizing soft-tone strikes of the xylophone
Gently creating its soft melodic tone
Seductively entices me to sleepwalk some more
With my eyes wide shut but with feet on floor.

Clock strikes eight
Suddenly startled, I awake!
Annoying loud sound of the clock alarm shouts, “You’re late!”
No gentle whispering of sweet seductive sound
That hurriedly rushes my feet to touch the floor ground
Provoking me with no other choice to shut it off
Awakened from my summer-day slumber proves awfully rough!

Rising to my clumsy morning feet
I shut the alarm’s monotonous beat
With eyes wide open, I step outdoors
To discover the world and I have aged much more

And, there, in the doorway of the entrance, I stand at the brink of death
With long strides of “Selah’s” shortening my breath.
So much to do…So much more to see….as new plans born arise
Across the cityscape’s visual horizon
If I had only set the annoying alarm
With no pleasant charm
I wouldn’t be standing on the brink ledge
With the feeling of standing on my life’s terminal edge…


Cyndi_Moone
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PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 26th May 2022
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
Dangerous Mind
India 7awards
Joined 9th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 139

night life

i leave my cup of tea
and cigarette on the table
i always keep
my shirt buttons open
i walk on the road
in a special style,
the darkness of the night
brings light to my life
i keep looking for someone,
someone attractive
in the crowd of thousands of faces,
i float with touch
i hunger for a brutal dance
i carve his shadow
between my thighs,
i read his velvety handwriting
in my tight pussy
i shed lustful tears
in the pale yellow light
i borrow a fantasy
and enjoy its juicy moments
body sways to night air n
i cling to the sheet
and invite my own reflection...for more pleasure
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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ThePalestRider
Thought Provoker
United States 10awards
Joined 14th Sep 2018
Forum Posts: 47

"Hypnos Caress"

A dance with Somnus fair
He beckons soft to thee
With wings of dusky air
To realms where none can see

His brother Morpheus twirls
Through visions dark and deep
While Hypnos, with soft curls
Doth bid thee now to sleep

Their steps, both slow and light
Do pull thee through the haze
Till day fades into night
And dreams begin to blaze

In Hypnos’ arms thou rest
Thy breath a steady sigh
While Morpheus weaves the quest  
Beneath the starry sky

Till morn doth break the spell
And gods withdraw their hand
Thou wakest, calm and well
In peace where dreams do stand

mel44
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom 11awards
Joined 3rd Mar 2017
Forum Posts: 337

Trance Illuminated

I found suffering
from their sin
buried in pain
afforded by kin
carved into the past
future fails to begin

Vaguely asleep
barren dreaming
assuredly alive
but not gleaming
brutal existence
lacking meaning

Eyes closed tightly
yet unrested
any drifting
the mind contested
all this slumber
quite uninvested

Nonetheless prone
in sombre snooze
ignoring all sparks
meant to be cues
frozen lullabies
do not amuse



The past and present
now interlace
awakened, aware
in quiet space
new opportunity
to find grace

Light illuminates
finding truth
no longer the child
I was in youth
Written by mel44
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