Poems about Sleep
#sleep
Poetry about the benefits of a good night's sleep, and poems about feeling tired or sleepy, including poems about sleep problems like insomnia. Also, poetry about sleep and hibernation in nature.
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
Today 2:27am
Today 2:27am
55 seconds
27/30
55 seconds
Fell into sleeplessness
nearly too far
so deep where in a rush
memory pushed me back
now awake,
remembering no napping
forgot to submit
strangled letters
as my Twenty-seventh
of 30.
Well, here it is.
I am very sleepy
and hoping
amidst this menagerie
there is 50 unique
puzzle piece fittings
after I insert into the
counter………………………
………Woo Hoo!!
There’s 53 – 55 counting woo hoo!!
55 unique words
55 seconds
Fell into sleeplessness
nearly too far
so deep where in a rush
memory pushed me back
now awake,
remembering no napping
forgot to submit
strangled letters
as my Twenty-seventh
of 30.
Well, here it is.
I am very sleepy
and hoping
amidst this menagerie
there is 50 unique
puzzle piece fittings
after I insert into the
counter………………………
………Woo Hoo!!
There’s 53 – 55 counting woo hoo!!
55 unique words
#myself
#sleep
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InDreamz
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:19pm
Yesterday 3:19pm
where do stars go to sleep?
i oft wonder
where do stars slumber?
as soon as dawn
smudges the darkness,
the shimmering dots fade away
...fade into the sun's
golden beams-
a water of dreams it is,
where the twinkling gems
submerge
deep within its sea;
mirroring the heavens,
this blue ocean
is where these glowworms
turn into starfish.
they rest at the bottom
of the surreal world
until the skies
turn back
to bewitching black,
waking up the
mystical sparkles
from their sweet sleep;
flowering into a starry...
where do stars slumber?
as soon as dawn
smudges the darkness,
the shimmering dots fade away
...fade into the sun's
golden beams-
a water of dreams it is,
where the twinkling gems
submerge
deep within its sea;
mirroring the heavens,
this blue ocean
is where these glowworms
turn into starfish.
they rest at the bottom
of the surreal world
until the skies
turn back
to bewitching black,
waking up the
mystical sparkles
from their sweet sleep;
flowering into a starry...
#dreams
#sleep
#stars
62 reads
9 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
26th Apr 2025 1:04am
26th Apr 2025 1:04am
we’re both tired
lost the desire to write
when I read deep underground
poetry was
over heard her on the
stairs saying, at last! now please
come back to bed ..
when I read deep underground
poetry was
over heard her on the
stairs saying, at last! now please
come back to bed ..
#sleep
68 reads
4 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 1:00am
22nd Apr 2025 1:00am
To Nap Or Not To Nap
Naps are a curious thing
Sometimes they are very useful
Other times it feels very disorienting
I think this one was a bit of both
I definitely needed more rest
After the long night I had
But I also think I’m getting sick
And my body woke up feeling miserable
It doesn’t help that I fell asleep in the light
And woke up in the dark
That's an easy way to screw up my internal clock
Sometimes they are very useful
Other times it feels very disorienting
I think this one was a bit of both
I definitely needed more rest
After the long night I had
But I also think I’m getting sick
And my body woke up feeling miserable
It doesn’t help that I fell asleep in the light
And woke up in the dark
That's an easy way to screw up my internal clock
#sleep
55 reads
2 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 5:17pm
14th Apr 2025 5:17pm
Tired and Cold
I'm cold
And sad
And tired
I don't have the brain power to work
Yet I'm here
Pushing through the noise and chaos
I really don't want to be here
I just want to sleep
Better yet, get a good night's sleep
Haven't had that in a while
I don't know what my problem is
I'm exhausted
Some days I just don't want to function
Some days it's hard to care about anything
I'd rather be laying in bed under a blanket watching a show or movie or something
And sad
And tired
I don't have the brain power to work
Yet I'm here
Pushing through the noise and chaos
I really don't want to be here
I just want to sleep
Better yet, get a good night's sleep
Haven't had that in a while
I don't know what my problem is
I'm exhausted
Some days I just don't want to function
Some days it's hard to care about anything
I'd rather be laying in bed under a blanket watching a show or movie or something
#sadness
#sleep
68 reads
1 Comment
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
10th Apr 2025 8:39am
10th Apr 2025 8:39am
A Goose Egg Moon
Luna was flying high tonight
thick with her beams of love
on intertidal wave delight
and shimmer flux thereof.
She teased the tilting bath for birds
with water sparkle there;
far, far, too beautiful for words...
was her reflected flair.
In zenith glow no match for day
I still could see the blooms
of rosemary on full display...
as peacocks would their plumes!
I'd love this sky some more to browse
but yawning overwhelms
when moonbeams coax my soul to drowse...
into Morphean realms!
thick with her beams of love
on intertidal wave delight
and shimmer flux thereof.
She teased the tilting bath for birds
with water sparkle there;
far, far, too beautiful for words...
was her reflected flair.
In zenith glow no match for day
I still could see the blooms
of rosemary on full display...
as peacocks would their plumes!
I'd love this sky some more to browse
but yawning overwhelms
when moonbeams coax my soul to drowse...
into Morphean realms!
#dreams
#moon
#sleep
163 reads
9 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 2:00pm
15th Mar 2025 2:00pm
My Bones
"Sleep" hits me
deep in my core
brings me chills
and moves me
makes me tear
up surrender to
their poetic vibe
carried by their
lyrics & voices
i feel the ache
i need to sleep
it's been a week
afraid of what's
down there of
the hurt inside
and i can't hide
i need serenity
some quietness
the anxiety rises
i feel the hits in the
silence of my soul &
the marrow of my bones
deep in my core
brings me chills
and moves me
makes me tear
up surrender to
their poetic vibe
carried by their
lyrics & voices
i feel the ache
i need to sleep
it's been a week
afraid of what's
down there of
the hurt inside
and i can't hide
i need serenity
some quietness
the anxiety rises
i feel the hits in the
silence of my soul &
the marrow of my bones
#loneliness
#sleep
264 reads
14 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 10:55am
10th Mar 2025 10:55am
Yesterday's Dream
I knew him once upon a dream.
A dream like you have never seen.
And so have I.
But it seemed peaceful,with a light blue sky.
I saw a girl in that dream.
She was doubtful of all she's ever been.
She says,my pain I don't want you to carry.
I don't want you to worry,I want you to be merry.
The way she spoke in this vivid dream.
Like there is more to her than others have seen.
She says,but what if you don't like me?
What if you dislike the real me?
What if you don't like my flaws?
That stand out...
A dream like you have never seen.
And so have I.
But it seemed peaceful,with a light blue sky.
I saw a girl in that dream.
She was doubtful of all she's ever been.
She says,my pain I don't want you to carry.
I don't want you to worry,I want you to be merry.
The way she spoke in this vivid dream.
Like there is more to her than others have seen.
She says,but what if you don't like me?
What if you dislike the real me?
What if you don't like my flaws?
That stand out...
#dreams
#hope
#motivational
#sleep
#uplifting
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 2:26pm
5th Mar 2025 2:26pm
The Unremembered Dream
As I open my eyes, the tide of the soul
pulls back my dream, slithering into oblivion.
I struggle to remember from deep within.
Half faces, fractured voices and shadowed symbols.
Further back the tide pulls.
The theatre of slumber has a distant thunder.
Memory of the dream is just a blunder.
Morning's reality is chasing me down.
As my thoughts plunge into that inner ocean.
Sleep clutches her secret potion.
Until black night returns,
To once again seize my soul.
pulls back my dream, slithering into oblivion.
I struggle to remember from deep within.
Half faces, fractured voices and shadowed symbols.
Further back the tide pulls.
The theatre of slumber has a distant thunder.
Memory of the dream is just a blunder.
Morning's reality is chasing me down.
As my thoughts plunge into that inner ocean.
Sleep clutches her secret potion.
Until black night returns,
To once again seize my soul.
#dreams
#sleep
164 reads
19 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 3:06pm
3rd Mar 2025 3:06pm
blanket
blanket,
lay closer
to me,
hold me,
protect me
from
the barking
cold
as if
someone
would protect
a child
from a
savage dog
that would
choose
to do
some
discomfort
or harm.
lay closer
to me,
hold me,
protect me
from
the barking
cold
as if
someone
would protect
a child
from a
savage dog
that would
choose
to do
some
discomfort
or harm.
#childhood
#sleep
#suffering
159 reads
8 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
689 reads
3 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 2:49pm
25th Feb 2025 2:49pm
Don't You Want To Stay For One More?
Roxann finally opened her eyes.
She saw Jon getting ready to leave.
Roxann sat up totally naked.
She saw Jon getting ready to leave.
Roxann sat up totally naked.
#fiction
#friendship
#lover
#sex
#sleep
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