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.
Detritus
Poem Published
Today 1:47am
Today 1:47am
Coffee House
lean back
cold black leather
soft and repellent
vaporous film in the red autumn leaves
will haunt
thickening clouds
wanton thought
I see your apparition and stare
down into my espresso
smokey quartz dangles
from a silver chain
your ability to scare
is present
in the eyes of posters
printed phantoms
antique ghosts
nothing burns
in the dark fireplace
cracked
coffee cups churn
the wide-eyed night
for a moment
if life could be siphoned...
cold black leather
soft and repellent
vaporous film in the red autumn leaves
will haunt
thickening clouds
wanton thought
I see your apparition and stare
down into my espresso
smokey quartz dangles
from a silver chain
your ability to scare
is present
in the eyes of posters
printed phantoms
antique ghosts
nothing burns
in the dark fireplace
cracked
coffee cups churn
the wide-eyed night
for a moment
if life could be siphoned...
#sadness
#loneliness
#insomnia
#despair
#vulnerability
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 10:01pm
19th Sep 2023 10:01pm
Somnia
Insomnia
And I sleep,
or contemplate sleep,
or lust after sleep,
as if it'd be
a benediction -
wake on a breath,
melt in
to the heroic lullaby
of deep, heavy rain
hitting the frames, hitting the roof,
that used to do it for me -
and when it still doesn't come
I have been known to fold
on other means
like reading,
like yawning,
like collapsing inward and closing,
it just isn't enough anymore,
the body slugs on
searching for hope in her waking hours,
so now one has to reach out ...
And I sleep,
or contemplate sleep,
or lust after sleep,
as if it'd be
a benediction -
wake on a breath,
melt in
to the heroic lullaby
of deep, heavy rain
hitting the frames, hitting the roof,
that used to do it for me -
and when it still doesn't come
I have been known to fold
on other means
like reading,
like yawning,
like collapsing inward and closing,
it just isn't enough anymore,
the body slugs on
searching for hope in her waking hours,
so now one has to reach out ...
#insomnia
#sleep
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KrystalG
Poem Published
15th Sep 2023 1:05pm
15th Sep 2023 1:05pm
Insomnia Keep
Insomnia, sleep
Oh how my mind loves to weep
Sleep, mine does not keep
Oh how my mind loves to weep
Sleep, mine does not keep
#insomnia
#sleep
#senryu
43 reads
4 Comments
Bricoleur
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2023 9:40pm
3rd Sep 2023 9:40pm
Disguised Lights - II
Dilemma ~
With a twist of its tail
Kisses the Devil on a fool’s lips
Although it’s supposedly light out now
The disgustingly dark night is still
The only sane thing I see as I write this
No stars shine, only a red moon
Cloud my needy mind
I fear—
If I go out and have a smoke now
Will chemicals poison my brain?
Will I kiss the Devil’s lips?
Taste all its acidic tongues?
Suck on its carcinogenic gorge?
Or shall I just stay in
Eyes wide open when they shouldn’t be
Let it lick my brain at this horrific hour ...
With a twist of its tail
Kisses the Devil on a fool’s lips
Although it’s supposedly light out now
The disgustingly dark night is still
The only sane thing I see as I write this
No stars shine, only a red moon
Cloud my needy mind
I fear—
If I go out and have a smoke now
Will chemicals poison my brain?
Will I kiss the Devil’s lips?
Taste all its acidic tongues?
Suck on its carcinogenic gorge?
Or shall I just stay in
Eyes wide open when they shouldn’t be
Let it lick my brain at this horrific hour ...
#depression
#dark
#devil #insomnia
#devil #insomnia
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1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Aug 2023 2:05am
25th Aug 2023 2:05am
Motherland
Motherland
I stare into Ovaltine,
on my own bar the whir of the fridge,
a hand painted clock
and something, perhaps it's the boiler
rumbling about as if a cantankerous whale.
She's there too, the bleak reflection
beyond a cluttered table,
a cluttered tea trolley
and the sink,
sits crumpled in the beat down light
extended above the affray.
I don't even know if affray is the right word,
or whether chaos would be better,
mess would be simple enough,
between all of that. --
It mirrors the mind, ...
I stare into Ovaltine,
on my own bar the whir of the fridge,
a hand painted clock
and something, perhaps it's the boiler
rumbling about as if a cantankerous whale.
She's there too, the bleak reflection
beyond a cluttered table,
a cluttered tea trolley
and the sink,
sits crumpled in the beat down light
extended above the affray.
I don't even know if affray is the right word,
or whether chaos would be better,
mess would be simple enough,
between all of that. --
It mirrors the mind, ...
#sadness
#home
#insomnia
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Maple666
Poem Published
9th Aug 2023 11:04pm
9th Aug 2023 11:04pm
Insomnia
She walked in the pitch black of the night as when she laid down her mind would start to drive her to the edge of her 4ft 6 bed . She is 5ft 8 so she thought no more of this shenanigans and pulled on her warm coat and bobble hat over her pjs and shoved her fur lined boots on to stomp in the streets to tire her brain . Wide awake, walking with a rhythm of a quick march, pounding feet wrestling with her mind . She thought if she picked up the pace her mind may fall behind to second and maybe third place and she could finally climb back into bed . The winner and instead of celebrating with a...
#LifeStruggles
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#sleep
#despair
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Penguinphile
Poem Published
3rd Aug 2023 11:00am
3rd Aug 2023 11:00am
War Diary
It's the night 13 of the battle
another night of long bloodbath,
massacre of dreams, of peace.
In the light of the moon
the white noise has been waived,
wounded soldiers (eyes) waiting for Valkyries.
Songbirds blow their trumpets
oscillating and resonating my open bruise
leaving me shaken and aching.
The sun shines bright on my face
and, I guess it is again too late...
...to blow the candles out.
—Ab.C.
another night of long bloodbath,
massacre of dreams, of peace.
In the light of the moon
the white noise has been waived,
wounded soldiers (eyes) waiting for Valkyries.
Songbirds blow their trumpets
oscillating and resonating my open bruise
leaving me shaken and aching.
The sun shines bright on my face
and, I guess it is again too late...
...to blow the candles out.
—Ab.C.
#grief
#death
#insomnia
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anonymouszoe
Poem Published
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
Dark Past
There were cuts on my wrist,
I can still see the scars.
Like white powder lines,
separated like stars.
They’ve been written and scribbled,
chewed on and nibbled,
by the 2-year-old in my heart.
But the dark sky would be less bright,
without its stars.
I can still see the scars.
Like white powder lines,
separated like stars.
They’ve been written and scribbled,
chewed on and nibbled,
by the 2-year-old in my heart.
But the dark sky would be less bright,
without its stars.
#anxiety
#SelfHarm
#insomnia
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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Diaryofabasketcase
Poem Published
12th Jul 2023 5:34am
12th Jul 2023 5:34am
Insomnia
Today is day three of restless, sleepless nights
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
#depression
#alcohol
#insomnia
#addiction
#MentalHealth
248 reads
6 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
4th Jun 2023 9:36am
4th Jun 2023 9:36am
sleepless love
Night long since enclosed
all
In dark tired eyes
Unseeing
Yet I do not follow
Where your memory further fades
No…
I just want to stay
In a today
Of your imagination
A waking dream
Carried together in flights
Of love & passion
Friendship & companionship
It’s in your dreams
that I am home
In your hold
I am happy
In your tomorrow
I can softly sink into hope
Since I must finally rest
I’ll slightly close
these sleepy searching eyes
To drift into your visions
...
all
In dark tired eyes
Unseeing
Yet I do not follow
Where your memory further fades
No…
I just want to stay
In a today
Of your imagination
A waking dream
Carried together in flights
Of love & passion
Friendship & companionship
It’s in your dreams
that I am home
In your hold
I am happy
In your tomorrow
I can softly sink into hope
Since I must finally rest
I’ll slightly close
these sleepy searching eyes
To drift into your visions
...
#insomnia
#IMissYou
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AspergerPoet56
Bumped 24th May 2023 7:22am
28th Feb 2019 3:51pm
28th Feb 2019 3:51pm
A Comfortable Mind ?
Want
A comfortable mind
One
That doesn’t look for every fault
Want
To lose the hurricane of thoughts
That
Plague me to stay awake
Need
The black void of normality
A comfortable mind
One
That doesn’t look for every fault
Want
To lose the hurricane of thoughts
That
Plague me to stay awake
Need
The black void of normality
#insomnia
#SelfReflection
#Autism
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Isgyppie_
Bumped 24th May 2023 6:39am
6th Apr 2023 9:47pm
6th Apr 2023 9:47pm
Trade My Dreams for Insomnia
My body shifts
Every few minutes
As my mind incessantly
Stirs the irony
Of my upcoming reality
You’ve been asleep for hours
And haven’t noticed my soft
Touch, followed by a
quiet withdraw
lingering feelings that send
Me into deep thought
In a dark room
Hot, with the fan on
Hot with your rhythmic
Breathe on my neck
And I wish I could freeze time
But instead I turn my body
Face down; Down
Soaking in welled up tears
Disdain for the wit of life
Somewhere I...
Every few minutes
As my mind incessantly
Stirs the irony
Of my upcoming reality
You’ve been asleep for hours
And haven’t noticed my soft
Touch, followed by a
quiet withdraw
lingering feelings that send
Me into deep thought
In a dark room
Hot, with the fan on
Hot with your rhythmic
Breathe on my neck
And I wish I could freeze time
But instead I turn my body
Face down; Down
Soaking in welled up tears
Disdain for the wit of life
Somewhere I...
#love
#dreams
#insomnia #LongDistanceRelationship
#insomnia #LongDistanceRelationship
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