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.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
9th Sep 2021 4:27am
9th Sep 2021 4:27am
Innocence of Dreams
Innocence of Dreams
“Your coffee is a rich Costa Rican brew smooth as chocolate but without the sugar that is the bane of my diabetic existence. But I pine for a lighter wine cooler flavor but without the alcohol.”
“Well, our berry patch iced tea will be kind to your tongue. It is a Shirley Temple spirit that will tickle your taste buds with a dance as light as a feather on a spring breeze.”
“Pour away sweet maiden of the meadow whose fragrance is in her liquid refreshment.”
“Since this is your first sampling the tea is on the house.”
...
“Your coffee is a rich Costa Rican brew smooth as chocolate but without the sugar that is the bane of my diabetic existence. But I pine for a lighter wine cooler flavor but without the alcohol.”
“Well, our berry patch iced tea will be kind to your tongue. It is a Shirley Temple spirit that will tickle your taste buds with a dance as light as a feather on a spring breeze.”
“Pour away sweet maiden of the meadow whose fragrance is in her liquid refreshment.”
“Since this is your first sampling the tea is on the house.”
...
#dreams
#sun
#coffee
#insomnia
#tea
29 reads
16 Comments
Sexyseaschelle
Poem Published
7th Sep 2021 10:24am
7th Sep 2021 10:24am
Sleepless night
Surrounded here by darkness
As time passes deeper in the night.
Wide awake im tossing ...
Turning over left and right.
I knew that this would happen
As the night was closing in.
I climbed in bed at sunset..
Thinking " here i go again. "
And now I lay here in this bed
And all I feel is pain....
So many thought run thru my head
And it's driving me insane.
My battered heart so broken..
Weighs so heavy is my chest.
Each beat takes so much effort
That my spirit just won't rest.
Alas my life feels empty...
As time passes deeper in the night.
Wide awake im tossing ...
Turning over left and right.
I knew that this would happen
As the night was closing in.
I climbed in bed at sunset..
Thinking " here i go again. "
And now I lay here in this bed
And all I feel is pain....
So many thought run thru my head
And it's driving me insane.
My battered heart so broken..
Weighs so heavy is my chest.
Each beat takes so much effort
That my spirit just won't rest.
Alas my life feels empty...
#sadness
#anxiety
#insomnia
#frustration
#emptiness
42 reads
2 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
24th Aug 2021 10:35pm
24th Aug 2021 10:35pm
Zero ZZZZZZ's
Fog enshrouds passion
insomnia shackles verse
what price blessed sleep?
insomnia shackles verse
what price blessed sleep?
#anxiety
#insomnia
#sleep #WritingPoetry
#sleep #WritingPoetry
64 reads
19 Comments
DreamIllusions
Poem Published
18th Aug 2021 2:24am
18th Aug 2021 2:24am
You Can't Judge Me By The Night
You can't
You just can't
Make assumptions
Think too much
About the things I do
When it's dark and I'm asleep
I don't remember
I won't remember
Kicking legs
And walking speaking in begs
I don't know what I've said
I won't know what I've done
So you can't
Judge me by the night
You just can't
Make assumptions
Think too much
About the things I do
When it's dark and I'm asleep
I don't remember
I won't remember
Kicking legs
And walking speaking in begs
I don't know what I've said
I won't know what I've done
So you can't
Judge me by the night
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia
#PTSD
#nightmares
46 reads
0 Comments
AlisVolatPropriis8
Poem Published
10th Aug 2021 1:01pm
10th Aug 2021 1:01pm
The careless.
There has been voices
In my head that should have been
Stopped
There has been roar of
Train station dungeons
In my head that should have been
Stopped
Sometimes the whisperer
Caressed I.
In my head that should have been
Stopped
There has been roar of
Train station dungeons
In my head that should have been
Stopped
Sometimes the whisperer
Caressed I.
#insomnia
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adagio
Poem Published
9th Aug 2021 7:04pm
9th Aug 2021 7:04pm
Lonely Of The Last Drop
Hearing the knocking of night
listening to the tapping, as before
feeling brass of candlelight
in gothic limbo as I screech
from my mind staring back at me
touched by the raptures
where dark dwells, dripping
with a shadow of me stumbling
sailing away on insomnia's glider
with a melancholia resin of cello
only for the lonely of the last drop
listening to the tapping, as before
feeling brass of candlelight
in gothic limbo as I screech
from my mind staring back at me
touched by the raptures
where dark dwells, dripping
with a shadow of me stumbling
sailing away on insomnia's glider
with a melancholia resin of cello
only for the lonely of the last drop
#dark
#insomnia
49 reads
2 Comments
JetNikolai
Poem Published
6th Aug 2021 3:17am
6th Aug 2021 3:17am
Sharp Shadows
The light streaming in from the pure white that sit outside my window.
Illuminating, only slightly, the butterflies hung above my head.
Barely showing what they truly are
only allowing me to see sharp shadows dangling by threads
left for me to stare.
Waiting for me to reach to their jagged black edges.
The wind picking up causing the cold glow to shift as the branches of the trees bend in the movement of the air.
With the shape shifting butterflies in motion,
feeling it in my head unable to...
Illuminating, only slightly, the butterflies hung above my head.
Barely showing what they truly are
only allowing me to see sharp shadows dangling by threads
left for me to stare.
Waiting for me to reach to their jagged black edges.
The wind picking up causing the cold glow to shift as the branches of the trees bend in the movement of the air.
With the shape shifting butterflies in motion,
feeling it in my head unable to...
#night
#insomnia
43 reads
1 Comment
JetNikolai
Poem Published
5th Aug 2021 8:01pm
5th Aug 2021 8:01pm
Inhalation
Smoke inhalation
Rotting me some more
Numbing to the core
Rotting me some more
Numbing to the core
#depression
#insomnia
#apathy
59 reads
1 Comment
JetNikolai
Poem Published
4th Aug 2021 8:38pm
4th Aug 2021 8:38pm
Am I awake still?
Once I sleep, almost rest, I hold my eyes shut
Steadfast.
My REM seems so fake.
For i'm dreaming while I wake.
The next you'll see me is left to fate,
High chances it'll be my wake.
The ceiling always looses feeling, stars are bright,
Curtains drawn, strings lost from my grip.
No longer having sight of the dying light,
The orange tinge along the street.
It takes a while for time to pass
lost feeling of fresh air and grass
lost knowledge of our ecliptics.
Steadfast.
My REM seems so fake.
For i'm dreaming while I wake.
The next you'll see me is left to fate,
High chances it'll be my wake.
The ceiling always looses feeling, stars are bright,
Curtains drawn, strings lost from my grip.
No longer having sight of the dying light,
The orange tinge along the street.
It takes a while for time to pass
lost feeling of fresh air and grass
lost knowledge of our ecliptics.
#dreams
#insomnia
#sleep #confusion
#sleep #confusion
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0 Comments
DreamIllusions
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2021 1:39am
2nd Aug 2021 1:39am
Sleep Is An Ocean
Sleep is an ocean
Outside miles away
And you call it, beg for it
Then
Suddenly it's morning
The deep bass is calling
Sink or swim
The room is filling
Trombones sing
Soon you'll be out of time
The tides inside
You wonder
Is there freedom in falling when
The rooms spinning
Silence for a moment
Before the drumline starts again
What am I made of
Times up, it's rearranged
Before you choke
You're awake
Spitting out the sea
Everything is back in place
All that's left on this place
Is me
Outside miles away
And you call it, beg for it
Then
Suddenly it's morning
The deep bass is calling
Sink or swim
The room is filling
Trombones sing
Soon you'll be out of time
The tides inside
You wonder
Is there freedom in falling when
The rooms spinning
Silence for a moment
Before the drumline starts again
What am I made of
Times up, it's rearranged
Before you choke
You're awake
Spitting out the sea
Everything is back in place
All that's left on this place
Is me
#anxiety
#insomnia
#nightmares
53 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Aug 2021 8:45am
1st Aug 2021 8:45am
Poetry...After Midnight
The clock strikes twelve and I spring up to write
Poetry after midnight –
Which seems like a symbolic and elaborate rite
As if being anointed by the muse.
And while sleep has alluded me
I can feel my thoughts begin to take flight,
The verses spread their wings like birds
And fly off into the dark in herds
Causing my heart to have a rebellious stir
When the dream seems to be devoid of light.
And that is how I have come to use
An accord of concrete and abstract words
Composing poems for an anthology
That takes me late into the...
Poetry after midnight –
Which seems like a symbolic and elaborate rite
As if being anointed by the muse.
And while sleep has alluded me
I can feel my thoughts begin to take flight,
The verses spread their wings like birds
And fly off into the dark in herds
Causing my heart to have a rebellious stir
When the dream seems to be devoid of light.
And that is how I have come to use
An accord of concrete and abstract words
Composing poems for an anthology
That takes me late into the...
#inspirational
#insomnia
#WritingPoetry #WilliamButlerYeats
#WritingPoetry #WilliamButlerYeats
60 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
28th Jul 2021 3:39pm
28th Jul 2021 3:39pm
Conceived In Percolation
Since I touched you last
through the filter in bed
in a chill of the night
with insomnia's needle
many dreams ago in caffeine
bittersweet of your lips
conceived in percolation
emanating ghosts...
dripping through screens
through the filter in bed
in a chill of the night
with insomnia's needle
many dreams ago in caffeine
bittersweet of your lips
conceived in percolation
emanating ghosts...
dripping through screens
#dark
#insomnia
73 reads
4 Comments
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