Insomnia Poems
#insomnia
Poems about insomnia, sleep disorders and sleeplessness. Insomnia poems includes poetry about sleep deprivation and extreme tiredness. Here you'll find poems exploring the challenges faced when having difficulty falling asleep, or not being able to stay asleep long enough to feel refreshed.
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 4:35pm
6th Mar 2025 4:35pm
mental overdrive
silence is a mythical creature
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
#anxiety
#confessional
#insomnia
98 reads
15 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 2nd Mar 2025 1:50pm
6th Oct 2019 10:15am
6th Oct 2019 10:15am
Sleep(less)
There’s a perfect dissonance in the chords,
Without words,
Off rhythm and off tempo…
It’s going to be a sleepless night.
And yet in what seems like a dream,
I hear voices amidst harmonies,
Mixing and interweaving through my head as I lay in bed thinking about the loneliest hours.
I have no view of the moon through my window,
But I’m absorbed by the sounds of the dark,
Waiting for the restful slumber,
My soul is lost in the specifics of nothing,
But I hear the chords again,
A slight chorus and then
Trailing off...
Without words,
Off rhythm and off tempo…
It’s going to be a sleepless night.
And yet in what seems like a dream,
I hear voices amidst harmonies,
Mixing and interweaving through my head as I lay in bed thinking about the loneliest hours.
I have no view of the moon through my window,
But I’m absorbed by the sounds of the dark,
Waiting for the restful slumber,
My soul is lost in the specifics of nothing,
But I hear the chords again,
A slight chorus and then
Trailing off...
#dark
#dreams
#insomnia #sleep
#insomnia #sleep
658 reads
3 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
21st Feb 2025 1:11pm
21st Feb 2025 1:11pm
Silent Snores
Chasing shadows behind every pot of insomnia
stirring the broth of endless dreams
giving the moon a hernia in my coma
chasing shadows with a spoon
blended with fear and silent symphony
echoing the stillness of silent snores
chasing shadows behind every pot of insomnia
stirring the broth of endless dreams
giving the moon a hernia in my coma
chasing shadows with a spoon
blended with fear and silent symphony
echoing the stillness of silent snores
chasing shadows behind every pot of insomnia
#dark
#dreams
#insomnia
93 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 20th Feb 2025 5:53am
29th Sep 2019 11:01pm
29th Sep 2019 11:01pm
In the Night
#dreams
#lover
#insomnia
745 reads
6 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 6:53am
12th Feb 2025 6:53am
ode to insomnia
oh merciless enchantress of darkest hours
siren of endless thoughts
mistress of my torment
sweet devourer of sleep
how violently you return to me
night after night
you claim me for yourself
your fingertips leavin burnin trails
along my skin
we tangle in sheets of unrest
limbs entwined til dawn
remember how I begged for mercy
drownin our love in bottles of amber
three years free from those liquid chains
and still I bend to your touch
you unravel me
each caress ignitin thought
where whispers turn to savage...
siren of endless thoughts
mistress of my torment
sweet devourer of sleep
how violently you return to me
night after night
you claim me for yourself
your fingertips leavin burnin trails
along my skin
we tangle in sheets of unrest
limbs entwined til dawn
remember how I begged for mercy
drownin our love in bottles of amber
three years free from those liquid chains
and still I bend to your touch
you unravel me
each caress ignitin thought
where whispers turn to savage...
#insomnia
#sleep
66 reads
5 Comments
Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
when the last note falls
when the music dies
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
#bipolar
#depression
#insomnia #music
#insomnia #music
115 reads
8 Comments
Loki_Undercover
Wannabe-Poet
Wannabe-Poet
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:10am
6th Feb 2025 3:10am
I adore you, more than I implore
I adore something
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
I no longer have the privilege to explore
I lived off what was implored for so long
I forgot what I was doing it for
Let it be, ignore what I see
Act like it was never meant to be
Especially when it’s not good for me
But there’s so much in between
I want to change
I want to be this something
But I am nothing and everything
And that’s all I’ll ever be
I wish you never witnessed me
#breakup
#confessional
#insomnia
#love
#SelfReflection
105 reads
1 Comment
adagio
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 3:01pm
27th Jan 2025 3:01pm
Deepspeak Insomnia
Deepspeak insomnia, longing to be sleeping
in dreams of nature's all-night diner without
anesthesia listening to the willows sing
in India Ink to save as memories of latte
and unfiltered caffeine eyes
in dreams of nature's all-night diner without
anesthesia listening to the willows sing
in India Ink to save as memories of latte
and unfiltered caffeine eyes
#dreams
#insomnia
#love
100 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 12:37pm
16th Jan 2025 12:37pm
Insanity a la carte
Glimmering beneath a sheen,
where shadows dance in whispers, unseen.
Veiled chaos, finely painted dreams,
in the cracks madness gleams.
Fragile echoes in twilight's embrace,
haunting glimpses of a fractured face.
Silent screams, behind polished walls,
in the stillness a storm calls.
Beneath the surface, turmoil brews.
Masked by a gloss of tranquil hues.
In the heart, a restless fire,
burning with unspoken desire.
Mirrored reflections, distorted and clear,
a dance with demons ever near.
Eyes that...
where shadows dance in whispers, unseen.
Veiled chaos, finely painted dreams,
in the cracks madness gleams.
Fragile echoes in twilight's embrace,
haunting glimpses of a fractured face.
Silent screams, behind polished walls,
in the stillness a storm calls.
Beneath the surface, turmoil brews.
Masked by a gloss of tranquil hues.
In the heart, a restless fire,
burning with unspoken desire.
Mirrored reflections, distorted and clear,
a dance with demons ever near.
Eyes that...
#anxiety
#art
#courage
#insomnia
#mirror
85 reads
6 Comments
rksingh
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 11:47am
10th Jan 2025 11:47am
MIDNIGHT CRY
No use abusing
or cursing anyone when
restless and breathless
I cry to God to help me
for a while let me sleep
sexless meditate
in the darkest of hours
negotiate peace
with self and rest even if
I exist in my sufferings
R K Singh
or cursing anyone when
restless and breathless
I cry to God to help me
for a while let me sleep
sexless meditate
in the darkest of hours
negotiate peace
with self and rest even if
I exist in my sufferings
R K Singh
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
67 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 8:23pm
17th Dec 2024 8:23pm
The Frustration of Insomnia
It’s late at night and sleep alludes me
Synapses are firing at high speeds
Thousands of thudding thoughts thump through and through
Denying my brain of the rest it needs
The fidgety minutes turn into restless hours
New beliefs and viewpoints begin to take form
Even as the frustration of insomnia clouds all reason and logic
It’s a kind of magic amidst a quiet storm
And then everything seems to disappear by morning light
All the ideas and philosophies grew wings and took flight
Synapses are firing at high speeds
Thousands of thudding thoughts thump through and through
Denying my brain of the rest it needs
The fidgety minutes turn into restless hours
New beliefs and viewpoints begin to take form
Even as the frustration of insomnia clouds all reason and logic
It’s a kind of magic amidst a quiet storm
And then everything seems to disappear by morning light
All the ideas and philosophies grew wings and took flight
#insomnia
#SelfDiscovery
#sleep
161 reads
13 Comments
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