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.
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
6th Jan 2021 7:26am
6th Jan 2021 7:26am
The regaling of a very good girl. (+Reading)
I lie in bed
the sounds of silence
fill my head
a pillow flip,
to release
the heated grip
as my fingers dip
into
YOUR
[collared]
pussy's
juicy slit
... three
ebb and flow
soon it
becomes four
pushing
limits
A s t r e t c h
to explore...
Oh God
twice more,
Now it's
time to breathe in
deep
stimulate harder
to attempt
an unknown
feat
head thrown
back
screams
in loud repeat
following
his
remembered ...
the sounds of silence
fill my head
a pillow flip,
to release
the heated grip
as my fingers dip
into
YOUR
[collared]
pussy's
juicy slit
... three
ebb and flow
soon it
becomes four
pushing
limits
A s t r e t c h
to explore...
Oh God
twice more,
Now it's
time to breathe in
deep
stimulate harder
to attempt
an unknown
feat
head thrown
back
screams
in loud repeat
following
his
remembered ...
#erotic
#BDSM
#insomnia #dirty
#insomnia #dirty
168 reads
23 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
5th Jan 2021 00:18am
5th Jan 2021 00:18am
Dark Side Of My Snafu
I see no reflection on the dark side of my snafu
just some empty hangers and a ghost in the closet
but my shoes are still under my bed
and my temperature is in the red
in need of a Heimlich maneuver
choking in my insomnia
with a filter dripping caffeine
just some empty hangers and a ghost in the closet
but my shoes are still under my bed
and my temperature is in the red
in need of a Heimlich maneuver
choking in my insomnia
with a filter dripping caffeine
#dark
#insomnia
35 reads
7 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2021 5:46pm
3rd Jan 2021 5:46pm
Its Majesty
Of the dark entering my mind
outside, the shadows of night
on the inside insomnia's caffeine
like an anvil touching my head
but a better death, no not I
hearing the Mantis pray
as it strokes my penis
with it's slender arms
so sweet in its majesty
outside, the shadows of night
on the inside insomnia's caffeine
like an anvil touching my head
but a better death, no not I
hearing the Mantis pray
as it strokes my penis
with it's slender arms
so sweet in its majesty
#dark
#erotic
#insomnia #nightmares
#insomnia #nightmares
41 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2021 2:59am
3rd Jan 2021 2:59am
Death Is A Dream
Death is nothing but a dream with dripping dialysis
into the world of darkness clinging to one's hand
with no light but an unlit cigarette
no dream has ever been deadlier than nicotine
when it chokes the vocal cords so that you can't scream
but the devil is silent when tooting his horn
for the Marlboro Man
into the world of darkness clinging to one's hand
with no light but an unlit cigarette
no dream has ever been deadlier than nicotine
when it chokes the vocal cords so that you can't scream
but the devil is silent when tooting his horn
for the Marlboro Man
#dark
#insomnia
#nightmares
56 reads
12 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
28th Dec 2020 4:49pm
28th Dec 2020 4:49pm
Twilight's Negligee
Dressed in an overcoat of twilight's silk negligee. With the mewlings, feeling darkness through the sheets. In total fear of the beggers from Hell. Laughing like snapping turtles coming in from a sea of thickening roux. As my shadow's jack-in-the-box flip's its lid. Dressed in an overcoat of twilight's silk negligee. My corpse only laughs of death's scurvy, with swollen gums turned green. Listening to the coffee drip in its pot of insomnia's caffeine.
#dark
#erotic
#insomnia
44 reads
6 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
27th Dec 2020 11:33pm
27th Dec 2020 11:33pm
Mystic dreams
Angel tears
Fall through the years
Of everlasting sorrow
Serpents tongue
Lashing the young
Blessings no longer borrowed
Exiled truth
Hidden from youth
Frozen lies in clouds amber
Mystic dreams
Piercing the seams
From stolen childrens slumber
Fall through the years
Of everlasting sorrow
Serpents tongue
Lashing the young
Blessings no longer borrowed
Exiled truth
Hidden from youth
Frozen lies in clouds amber
Mystic dreams
Piercing the seams
From stolen childrens slumber
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#fear
41 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2020 5:36am
23rd Dec 2020 5:36am
Insomniac Mantra
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may...
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may i once again sleep.
Lord, may...
#dreams
#insomnia
#sleep
34 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
20th Dec 2020 6:18pm
20th Dec 2020 6:18pm
Devil's Insomnia
Sowing the seeds of darkness on frozen ground to reap
the sandman of nightmares watching it grow un-pure
shedding my dreams so that I seek absolution of the dead
in the Orthodox nave, playing footsie with the dark
with furrowed rows of bones, listening to worms innuendos
sowing the seeds of darkness on frozen ground to reap
a pound of the devil's insomnia
the sandman of nightmares watching it grow un-pure
shedding my dreams so that I seek absolution of the dead
in the Orthodox nave, playing footsie with the dark
with furrowed rows of bones, listening to worms innuendos
sowing the seeds of darkness on frozen ground to reap
a pound of the devil's insomnia
#dark
#insomnia
#nightmares
50 reads
0 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
19th Dec 2020 6:35pm
19th Dec 2020 6:35pm
Wooden Floor
As if the night took a breath. But it kept on falling. The dark was crisp and cold beneath the bedsheets. Yet it reached to the bed-knobs, moving counterclockwise. Crawling over the top of my Pooh bear, ripping it to sawdust. As the night became a Pixar. But it kept on falling. Taking a breath before the screeching of wooden floor planks.
#dreams
#insomnia
42 reads
0 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:45pm
18th Dec 2020 11:45pm
FLEETING
I gave her
my recipe for sleep
so perhaps we'll dream together
it's not something
I'll remember
though isn't that just life
my recipe for sleep
so perhaps we'll dream together
it's not something
I'll remember
though isn't that just life
#dreams
#insomnia
#sleep
78 reads
6 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
18th Dec 2020 11:17pm
18th Dec 2020 11:17pm
detected pangs of an incandescent insomniac.
Sleep is but a featherlite gentle kiss on my lips
there, teetering on the cusp of awake
swirling with an (un)recognizable pang
nothing real to allow a muster,
not even a will enough to want or care;
a bitterness,
remains—
as thoughts persist,
in all the gradient grandeur of but one reality
and my own harsh burdens to carry,
So heavy
Heavy and duly just.
within all of my(this) incriminating darkness
there, teetering on the cusp of awake
swirling with an (un)recognizable pang
nothing real to allow a muster,
not even a will enough to want or care;
a bitterness,
remains—
as thoughts persist,
in all the gradient grandeur of but one reality
and my own harsh burdens to carry,
So heavy
Heavy and duly just.
within all of my(this) incriminating darkness
#insomnia
116 reads
34 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
12th Dec 2020 5:54am
12th Dec 2020 5:54am
Ode To The Over Thinking Insomniaddict
One-sheep-two-sheep-three sheets....whore.... black sheep-lost sheep-six feet and no more.
It's highly pastime to cast away stones so a hardened heart will soften, if we let bygones be gone bye bye just a tad little bit more often.
Found left alone in my own wake, at my own wake, waking up coughing in my coffin, so that's the bed I got to lie in,
a dirt nap is what their talkin?
Well I ain't made that flower bed yet for now I'm just a dead man sleepwalking.
Shadowy shapeless sights by candle the light from the wax and the wick is relentless like wickedness,
Only...
It's highly pastime to cast away stones so a hardened heart will soften, if we let bygones be gone bye bye just a tad little bit more often.
Found left alone in my own wake, at my own wake, waking up coughing in my coffin, so that's the bed I got to lie in,
a dirt nap is what their talkin?
Well I ain't made that flower bed yet for now I'm just a dead man sleepwalking.
Shadowy shapeless sights by candle the light from the wax and the wick is relentless like wickedness,
Only...
#regret
#heartbroken
#insomnia
#addiction
#IMissYou
58 reads
0 Comments
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