Poems About Sleep Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems about sleep seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 10:57am
23rd Nov 2024 10:57am
The Ball
There was a dream one night.
Beyond a fairytale far away.
I was at fancy,Victorian ball.
Dancing the night away.
I was in a blue gown.
As me and a figure sway.
In the very middle.
As people gossiped far away.
I had a big ,blue gown like Cinderella.
He had a fancy suit.
We locked eyes the whole time.
It was so sweet.
Like eating a tasty fruit.
He swayed and twirled me around.
As we kept locking eyes.
The music played.
Everyone,couples dancing before our eyes.
It was like I went...
Beyond a fairytale far away.
I was at fancy,Victorian ball.
Dancing the night away.
I was in a blue gown.
As me and a figure sway.
In the very middle.
As people gossiped far away.
I had a big ,blue gown like Cinderella.
He had a fancy suit.
We locked eyes the whole time.
It was so sweet.
Like eating a tasty fruit.
He swayed and twirled me around.
As we kept locking eyes.
The music played.
Everyone,couples dancing before our eyes.
It was like I went...
#dreams
#FallingInLove
#hope
#love
#sleep
110 reads
1 Comment
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 9:01pm
5th Nov 2024 9:01pm
Sleep well
I find roadkill strangely beautiful.
It feels almost rude,
like something I should keep secret.
How could I find something so
aggressive and brutal,
so calming?
Maybe it's something in their eyes.
A soul,
finally at rest.
And I hope they died fast.
And I hope they lived well.
And I envy them for finally being able to sleep.
A blameless death.
Accidental.
Peace at last.
It feels almost rude,
like something I should keep secret.
How could I find something so
aggressive and brutal,
so calming?
Maybe it's something in their eyes.
A soul,
finally at rest.
And I hope they died fast.
And I hope they lived well.
And I envy them for finally being able to sleep.
A blameless death.
Accidental.
Peace at last.
#animals
#death
#peace #sleep
#peace #sleep
75 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
4th Nov 2024 11:04pm
4th Nov 2024 11:04pm
Falling in a Dream
Falling in a dream
Catch myself drifting between
Almost asleep and about to dream
In that fleeting moment I realize
And try to catch myself
From falling into nightmares of my dreams
Access consciousness of my inner Id
Slices of life with some fiction mixed in
Or a piece of your fear comes to bear
Sometimes it’s so good try to fall back and pick up the story again
Or wake up in a panic sweat on your pillow
Parts of your past become ever present
A dream is of future time
Baked into your...
Catch myself drifting between
Almost asleep and about to dream
In that fleeting moment I realize
And try to catch myself
From falling into nightmares of my dreams
Access consciousness of my inner Id
Slices of life with some fiction mixed in
Or a piece of your fear comes to bear
Sometimes it’s so good try to fall back and pick up the story again
Or wake up in a panic sweat on your pillow
Parts of your past become ever present
A dream is of future time
Baked into your...
#dreams
#nightmares
#sleep
68 reads
0 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
15th Oct 2024 5:07pm
15th Oct 2024 5:07pm
Trigger you Awake
Trigger you awake
Knee deep in dreams
The sheep are sleeping with you
Wrapped in a warm cocoon
I’m dreaming your dream
Jumping off a skyscraper
Saving a damsel in distress
Can’t kill you in your sleep
You’re floating and drifting in space
Bringing down the house at The Beacon Theater
You’re on my favorite show
You and Walter White are Breaking Bad
Watching the kids fly like birds
Time is suspended dreams are never ending
All the sudden the covers...
Knee deep in dreams
The sheep are sleeping with you
Wrapped in a warm cocoon
I’m dreaming your dream
Jumping off a skyscraper
Saving a damsel in distress
Can’t kill you in your sleep
You’re floating and drifting in space
Bringing down the house at The Beacon Theater
You’re on my favorite show
You and Walter White are Breaking Bad
Watching the kids fly like birds
Time is suspended dreams are never ending
All the sudden the covers...
#dreams
#sleep
58 reads
0 Comments
mel44
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 10:49am
13th Oct 2024 10:49am
Trance Illuminated
I found suffering
from their sin
buried in pain
afforded by kin
carved into the past
future fails to begin
Vaguely asleep
barren dreaming
assuredly alive
but not gleaming
brutal existence
lacking meaning
Eyes closed tightly
yet unrested
any drifting
the mind contested
all this slumber
quite uninvested
Nonetheless prone
in sombre snooze
ignoring all sparks
meant to be cues
frozen lullabies
do not amuse
…
The past and present
now...
from their sin
buried in pain
afforded by kin
carved into the past
future fails to begin
Vaguely asleep
barren dreaming
assuredly alive
but not gleaming
brutal existence
lacking meaning
Eyes closed tightly
yet unrested
any drifting
the mind contested
all this slumber
quite uninvested
Nonetheless prone
in sombre snooze
ignoring all sparks
meant to be cues
frozen lullabies
do not amuse
…
The past and present
now...
#memories
#PersonalGrowth
#sleep
144 reads
6 Comments
Alviola
Poem Published
12th Oct 2024 9:16pm
12th Oct 2024 9:16pm
The Gift of the Night
The skin sees the shape of heat,
fans only make the charcoal glow,
the metal gate is like the sole
of an iron, I put ice cubes
on the bed the dogs lie on.
As I sleep, the night exhales,
cools the water in the plumbing.
Upon waking, I splash my face,
and it is a bristling comfort.
I shut my eyes and treat myself
to what is like a morning prayer.
It is warm after a while though,
I exhaust what the night provides
in seconds,...
fans only make the charcoal glow,
the metal gate is like the sole
of an iron, I put ice cubes
on the bed the dogs lie on.
As I sleep, the night exhales,
cools the water in the plumbing.
Upon waking, I splash my face,
and it is a bristling comfort.
I shut my eyes and treat myself
to what is like a morning prayer.
It is warm after a while though,
I exhaust what the night provides
in seconds,...
#hope
#morning
#sleep
100 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Sep 2024 10:24am
20th Sep 2024 10:24am
Sacred Hunts and Wretched Shapes
In shadows cast by spectral light
Where angles twist and curl to spite
Creatures hunt through planes unseen
In realms where order’s lost its sheen
Twisted arches, fractal planes
Whisper secrets, birth new chains
With eyes that gleam like shattered night
They stalk the edges of pure fright
The ground beneath, a liquid thought
Steps echo softly, sanity caught
In the dance of the grotesque shapes
Where time itself warps and escapes
A howl bursts forth – a soundless scream
Resonating with a haunting dream ...
Where angles twist and curl to spite
Creatures hunt through planes unseen
In realms where order’s lost its sheen
Twisted arches, fractal planes
Whisper secrets, birth new chains
With eyes that gleam like shattered night
They stalk the edges of pure fright
The ground beneath, a liquid thought
Steps echo softly, sanity caught
In the dance of the grotesque shapes
Where time itself warps and escapes
A howl bursts forth – a soundless scream
Resonating with a haunting dream ...
#curse
#death
#nightmares #sleep
#nightmares #sleep
106 reads
4 Comments
InDreamz
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 5:05pm
10th Sep 2024 5:05pm
Death
In the womb
of death
I shall slumber
like a baby,
surrounded by an amniotic
ocean of serenity.
Learn, grow, develop
in my waking,
and be nourished through
the umbilical cord
connected to the spiritual realm
until
I'm ready for rebirth
Ready to experience
heaven 'n' hell
again...
of death
I shall slumber
like a baby,
surrounded by an amniotic
ocean of serenity.
Learn, grow, develop
in my waking,
and be nourished through
the umbilical cord
connected to the spiritual realm
until
I'm ready for rebirth
Ready to experience
heaven 'n' hell
again...
#death
#philosophical
#rebirth
#sleep
#spiritual
225 reads
19 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 00:02am
27th Aug 2024 00:02am
said
sorry I’m late but the
alarm clock
didn’t go off
I mean it’s not made
of cheese
it just smelled a little iffy
having no ringing
in my head
I simply chose to stay
in bed
alarm clock
didn’t go off
I mean it’s not made
of cheese
it just smelled a little iffy
having no ringing
in my head
I simply chose to stay
in bed
#sleep
65 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2024 5:41pm
2nd Aug 2024 5:41pm
grounded and bound
.. take your body home
and sing to him
until he falls asleep on your lap
sing him a samba
sing him a tango
sing him a fado
until he wakes up
and asks you to take him away
and stop singing...
and sing to him
until he falls asleep on your lap
sing him a samba
sing him a tango
sing him a fado
until he wakes up
and asks you to take him away
and stop singing...
#confessional
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#sleep
80 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 8:12pm
21st Jul 2024 8:12pm
I'm So Tired
Oh baby well I want your love
yeah baby your the one I love
after work it's such a hard hard day,
I come home and I hear you say
Oh baby (3x)
Oh baby I want you to love me
When I had such a heartache today
and everyday well it's just the same
work and slave just to earn my keep,
make a man want to starve and weep
yeah girl when I work so hard
oh baby I'm so tired
yeah baby not right now
oh baby I'm so tired
Oh baby well I want your love
yeah baby your the one I love
after work it's such a...
yeah baby your the one I love
after work it's such a hard hard day,
I come home and I hear you say
Oh baby (3x)
Oh baby I want you to love me
When I had such a heartache today
and everyday well it's just the same
work and slave just to earn my keep,
make a man want to starve and weep
yeah girl when I work so hard
oh baby I'm so tired
yeah baby not right now
oh baby I'm so tired
Oh baby well I want your love
yeah baby your the one I love
after work it's such a...
#girlfriend
#job
#LifeStruggles
#lyrics
#sleep
90 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
87 reads
0 Comments
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