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.
Layla
Poem Published
Today 10:25am
Today 10:25am
Expat
I
woke up
with a pain
in the neck
sleeping
on the wrong
side of the pillow
in a bed
attached
with a 10 year
warranty
and a disclaimer
at the end
but
it wasn’t
the pillow
nor the bed
I was
sleeping
on the wrong
side of the world
warrantless disclaimed.
woke up
with a pain
in the neck
sleeping
on the wrong
side of the pillow
in a bed
attached
with a 10 year
warranty
and a disclaimer
at the end
but
it wasn’t
the pillow
nor the bed
I was
sleeping
on the wrong
side of the world
warrantless disclaimed.
#LifeStruggles
#sleep
#FeelingLost
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2 Comments
cloudink
Poem Published
Today 2:30am
Today 2:30am
State of Mind
My mind runs.
I tell it not to, but it seems to be training for a marathon at the moment.
It runs more than a mile a minute.
I could be doing one thing at a time, but its still multitasking.
My mind is constantly playing, like tv static in my head.
The thoughts get cramped up in my tiny skull,
That they move down and throughout my body.
Doing nothing isn’t nothing.
It’s like I’m running the marathon with my mind.
With all of that going on,
Even waking up is tiring.
But I like when it storms outside.
I like to sit in my quiet...
I tell it not to, but it seems to be training for a marathon at the moment.
It runs more than a mile a minute.
I could be doing one thing at a time, but its still multitasking.
My mind is constantly playing, like tv static in my head.
The thoughts get cramped up in my tiny skull,
That they move down and throughout my body.
Doing nothing isn’t nothing.
It’s like I’m running the marathon with my mind.
With all of that going on,
Even waking up is tiring.
But I like when it storms outside.
I like to sit in my quiet...
#anxiety
#depression
#storm
#sleep
#StreamOfConsciousness
21 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
16th Nov 2019 2:28am
16th Nov 2019 2:28am
Winter 2019: Viral
My lips, cracked open like doorways to richer gatherings, emit light fluid
as two sunken eyes, peering onto a backlit screen, are hidden amongst
a raw nose, eardrums beating beneath water, temples in need of a drain.
I hate the flu.
Kids are so damn infectious, I say, as mine avoids it while I have it -
thanks to a nasal spray this season.
I just want to sleep, believe me,
I tried before I came here.
It swallowed me whole, turning and turning again within a burrow of blockage,
everything aching even blackness not leading to relief. ...
as two sunken eyes, peering onto a backlit screen, are hidden amongst
a raw nose, eardrums beating beneath water, temples in need of a drain.
I hate the flu.
Kids are so damn infectious, I say, as mine avoids it while I have it -
thanks to a nasal spray this season.
I just want to sleep, believe me,
I tried before I came here.
It swallowed me whole, turning and turning again within a burrow of blockage,
everything aching even blackness not leading to relief. ...
#illness
#sleep
33 reads
4 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 8:42am
11th Nov 2019 8:42am
An End To Blissful Dreaming
Sometimes I close my eyes
and dream the world
is how it should be
But the knowledge
of my dreaming
always wakes me up
Reality
that cold cold beast
which values
only truth
breaks you down
to madness
and offers
no relief
How I long
to stay in dream land
the ignorance
I miss
wisdom is a fools pursuit
knowledge
the death of bliss
But now my eyes
are open
the light of day
shivers in
return to sleep
no more an option
and...
and dream the world
is how it should be
But the knowledge
of my dreaming
always wakes me up
Reality
that cold cold beast
which values
only truth
breaks you down
to madness
and offers
no relief
How I long
to stay in dream land
the ignorance
I miss
wisdom is a fools pursuit
knowledge
the death of bliss
But now my eyes
are open
the light of day
shivers in
return to sleep
no more an option
and...
#dreams
#TruthOfLife
#sleep
35 reads
2 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 5:12am
11th Nov 2019 5:12am
Nocturne
#erotic
#dreams
#sleep #sensual
#sleep #sensual
241 reads
6 Comments
monkeyman
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 3:27pm
10th Nov 2019 3:27pm
Still The Lions Slumber
Slaves are we
alas it’s true
How hard it seems
to shake these chains
like morning dew
and wake
to see the monkey
riding you
Easier it is
to swallow
all they spit
and follow
with one eye blind
to fit
the hollow life
they’ll let you find
Much easier
to flow
with no resistance
just let go
accepting their insistence
and pretend
you just don’t know
Who will wake
the lion
pull his tail ...
alas it’s true
How hard it seems
to shake these chains
like morning dew
and wake
to see the monkey
riding you
Easier it is
to swallow
all they spit
and follow
with one eye blind
to fit
the hollow life
they’ll let you find
Much easier
to flow
with no resistance
just let go
accepting their insistence
and pretend
you just don’t know
Who will wake
the lion
pull his tail ...
#TruthOfLife
#sleep
44 reads
4 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
7th Nov 2019 11:29pm
7th Nov 2019 11:29pm
Dreams of Dreams
Dreams of Dreams
It was blistering cold day snow falling at 6 inches an hour after completing my shoveling the wall way to the car and back look back it was all back that I just shoveled fuck this I said walk back to the house stump the snow off my boots, open my door went in.
Made a pot of coffee fix some breakfast bacon eggs hash browns and toast poured a cup of coffee grab my food sat in front of the fireplace turn on the TV it was a John Wayne film the war wagon settled back in my chair.
Heard the wind blowing looked outside it now a blizzard...
It was blistering cold day snow falling at 6 inches an hour after completing my shoveling the wall way to the car and back look back it was all back that I just shoveled fuck this I said walk back to the house stump the snow off my boots, open my door went in.
Made a pot of coffee fix some breakfast bacon eggs hash browns and toast poured a cup of coffee grab my food sat in front of the fireplace turn on the TV it was a John Wayne film the war wagon settled back in my chair.
Heard the wind blowing looked outside it now a blizzard...
#dreams
#sleep
178 reads
2 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 9:05pm
6th Nov 2019 9:05pm
b e d
staring at my bed
wonder if it misses me
when I am away
wonder if it misses me
when I am away
#haiku
#LifeAsAWriter
#sleep
36 reads
6 Comments
youngpoetdreams
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 4:06pm
6th Nov 2019 4:06pm
The Monster in my Head
One more time, yank the jagged rusty knife across to display a crooked bloody smile. In the mirror I see its eyes, demonic and ill-divine.
It copies every motion, every little move. Twitching under skin and slinking through my veins, sprouting in my nerves and eating away my brain. It settles around my soul, unable to take it whole.
Dead eyes fixate on the shadows as it crawls across the floor, only making contact when I sleep, it begins to invade my dreams.
Now I'm afraid to drift away and my sockets only sting. It stalks me in the day and attacks me in my sleep.
Seldom...
It copies every motion, every little move. Twitching under skin and slinking through my veins, sprouting in my nerves and eating away my brain. It settles around my soul, unable to take it whole.
Dead eyes fixate on the shadows as it crawls across the floor, only making contact when I sleep, it begins to invade my dreams.
Now I'm afraid to drift away and my sockets only sting. It stalks me in the day and attacks me in my sleep.
Seldom...
#anxiety
#depression
#sleep #nightmares
#sleep #nightmares
50 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
30th Oct 2019 1:46am
30th Oct 2019 1:46am
need sleep more than breakfast
the café doesn't open on sundays
I lie in bed
I lie in bed
#food
#sleep
27 reads
1 Comment
brokentitanium
Poem Published
27th Oct 2019 3:21am
27th Oct 2019 3:21am
Empty Bed
There's just no comfort in an empty bed.
My body's tired, but still I sit awake.
It feels as if I'm waiting - but for what?
Something to chase away this lonely ache.
I know that sleep is what my body needs.
There's just no comfort in an empty bed.
Night after night I numb with screen or glass,
And some nights I drink poetry instead.
Is there a switch I'm lacking in my brain?
Something that says "all's well; it's safe to rest"?
There's just no comfort in an empty bed,
No arms to wrap around me in my nest.
I crave a...
My body's tired, but still I sit awake.
It feels as if I'm waiting - but for what?
Something to chase away this lonely ache.
I know that sleep is what my body needs.
There's just no comfort in an empty bed.
Night after night I numb with screen or glass,
And some nights I drink poetry instead.
Is there a switch I'm lacking in my brain?
Something that says "all's well; it's safe to rest"?
There's just no comfort in an empty bed,
No arms to wrap around me in my nest.
I crave a...
#loneliness
#sleep
#frustration
61 reads
8 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
16th Oct 2019 12:06pm
16th Oct 2019 12:06pm
Peregrinate
At the edge
You beckoned me
sweetly hugging
in my dreams
& I’m
total surrender
completely remember
my ebony
At our ledge
You cared for me
gently bending
our knees
swinging our limbs
into the breeze
my ebony
At my edge
You beckoned me
gently lovingly
holding me
& I’m
total surrender
always remember
my ebony
Nearly awake
You’re still with me
from afar
close-by in my sleep
mutual love grows
my ebony rose ...
You beckoned me
sweetly hugging
in my dreams
& I’m
total surrender
completely remember
my ebony
At our ledge
You cared for me
gently bending
our knees
swinging our limbs
into the breeze
my ebony
At my edge
You beckoned me
gently lovingly
holding me
& I’m
total surrender
always remember
my ebony
Nearly awake
You’re still with me
from afar
close-by in my sleep
mutual love grows
my ebony rose ...
#love
#dreams
#MyInspiration #sleep
#MyInspiration #sleep
183 reads
17 Comments
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