Poems About Sleep Seeking Honest Critique
#sleep
Poems about sleep seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
cabcool
Poem Published
5th Jul 2023 6:00am
5th Jul 2023 6:00am
rainy nights
How could anyone not want to live when there were so many things to live for?
There were rainy nights and wind and the slap of the sea and the moon.
There were books to read and pictures to paint and music.—Michelle Magorian
whene'er the skies at night
are whet with drums,
and purple lightnings stir
their crashing gong,
i listen as each tearful
drip-drop comes
to improvise
its embryonic song.
i fathom not why
slain rain jars so hard
against the window
of my reverie,
nor why bright stars...
There were rainy nights and wind and the slap of the sea and the moon.
There were books to read and pictures to paint and music.—Michelle Magorian
whene'er the skies at night
are whet with drums,
and purple lightnings stir
their crashing gong,
i listen as each tearful
drip-drop comes
to improvise
its embryonic song.
i fathom not why
slain rain jars so hard
against the window
of my reverie,
nor why bright stars...
#dreams
#sky
#rain
#night
#sleep
251 reads
2 Comments
marina2020
Rain Woman
Rain Woman
Poem Published
4th Jul 2023 5:45am
4th Jul 2023 5:45am
Waking Up
I remember being terrified
Waking up from a nightmare
Running downstairs
And waking you up
Almost unable to speak
Say why I was crying
But I had done this before
You already knew
You held me in your arms
Let me cry
And told me that everything was going to be ok
It was only a dream
But dreams are all I have of you now
And its pain
Waking up now
Knowing you are gone
So I walk down to the water
Breathing in the cool air
Listening to your favorite songs
And thinking of you ...
Waking up from a nightmare
Running downstairs
And waking you up
Almost unable to speak
Say why I was crying
But I had done this before
You already knew
You held me in your arms
Let me cry
And told me that everything was going to be ok
It was only a dream
But dreams are all I have of you now
And its pain
Waking up now
Knowing you are gone
So I walk down to the water
Breathing in the cool air
Listening to your favorite songs
And thinking of you ...
#grief
#father
#death
#sleep
#nightmares
290 reads
1 Comment
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2023 7:34pm
2nd Jul 2023 7:34pm
OFF TO SLEEP WE DROP
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #sleep
#rhyming #sleep
326 reads
3 Comments
joshfuled
Poem Published
27th Jun 2023 7:38pm
27th Jun 2023 7:38pm
sleepyhead
the sun has been shining
for millions of years
and the last day i've trying
to hold down my tears
and that was unsuccessful
i've been feeling like creep
plus, the day was too stressful
so i went down to sleep
i do this always
i don't care what they see
i waste my whole days
but their words aren't decree
to me, it's too hard to resist
this is bad so i cease to exist
fade away, i don't want to chin-up
end of day, i will never wake up
for millions of years
and the last day i've trying
to hold down my tears
and that was unsuccessful
i've been feeling like creep
plus, the day was too stressful
so i went down to sleep
i do this always
i don't care what they see
i waste my whole days
but their words aren't decree
to me, it's too hard to resist
this is bad so i cease to exist
fade away, i don't want to chin-up
end of day, i will never wake up
#sadness
#depression
#suicide
#sleep
#apathy
504 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
25th Jun 2023 8:51pm
Rest
Somedays words are oblivion,
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
tasteless, dehydrated -
as hollow as empty air
and I can't make them mean more,
make them rain,
make them meet
where the birch
untangles her hair
and dangles it
over a river for baptising
instead I lay out
on a thorn-grass field,
let my flesh go dry in the sun,
larynx along with her
and imagine never speaking
nor rising again.
#rain
#WritersBlock
#illness #sleep
#illness #sleep
217 reads
1 Comment
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2023 4:26pm
23rd Jun 2023 4:26pm
When Love Is the Most Important Thing on Her Mind
A girl’s mornings begin with cheer and laughter
When love is the most important thing on her mind.
Things aren’t always as hopeless as they seem.
She finds herself humming and singing all day long.
Although it’s late in the night, she can’t fall asleep.
She’d rather stay awake and daydream until dawn.
There are so many things to do with her time,
But she wants to spend every day with her sweetheart.
When she’s thinking of the man who excites her heart,
The madness of this world doesn’t affect her.
...
When love is the most important thing on her mind.
Things aren’t always as hopeless as they seem.
She finds herself humming and singing all day long.
Although it’s late in the night, she can’t fall asleep.
She’d rather stay awake and daydream until dawn.
There are so many things to do with her time,
But she wants to spend every day with her sweetheart.
When she’s thinking of the man who excites her heart,
The madness of this world doesn’t affect her.
...
#happiness
#love
#dreams
#morning
#sleep
294 reads
3 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2023 5:23pm
22nd Jun 2023 5:23pm
sleep comes in the night
a child's nighttime reflections
“I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep:
for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.”—Psalm 4:8
i wake up in a plight:
who will be gone today?
for sleep comes in the night
and steals my friends away.
he is a cunning one
—a serpent in disguise—
who, when you're all alone,
entices you with lies.
with cold and clammy hands,
he takes your breath away;
yet no one understands
who next will be his prey.
i lay me down to rest
with prayers in my heart ...
“I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep:
for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.”—Psalm 4:8
i wake up in a plight:
who will be gone today?
for sleep comes in the night
and steals my friends away.
he is a cunning one
—a serpent in disguise—
who, when you're all alone,
entices you with lies.
with cold and clammy hands,
he takes your breath away;
yet no one understands
who next will be his prey.
i lay me down to rest
with prayers in my heart ...
#children
#death
#night
#sleep
#prayer
253 reads
0 Comments
DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
12th Jun 2023 7:15pm
12th Jun 2023 7:15pm
Dreams of Sleep
Moonlight shimmering in gleam
Goodnight withering in dream
My eyes awake, it all goes dark
Silver highlights to learn
River jackknifes in turn
The sky partakes to flow in spark
So long
The night is gone
A new dawn
Yawn in song
As I awake
In this new day
To partake
In life's embrace
I shall see
What may be
To think of sleep
And dream of me
Goodnight withering in dream
My eyes awake, it all goes dark
Silver highlights to learn
River jackknifes in turn
The sky partakes to flow in spark
So long
The night is gone
A new dawn
Yawn in song
As I awake
In this new day
To partake
In life's embrace
I shall see
What may be
To think of sleep
And dream of me
#dreams
#sleep
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Pinkdreams
Poem Published
9th Jun 2023 7:23pm
9th Jun 2023 7:23pm
I'm Afraid of My Bed
Bed:: (in fake sweet voice) Come on in honey. Going to try again for a good night's sleep? Bless your heart!
Me: Well, it's after midnight. And I'm supposed to sleep at night. Even if I rarely feel like it.
Bed: Are you carrying your Kindle Fire? Seriously? You know you're supposed to turn off all screens an hour before bed.
Me: I know, but it just makes me feel...less alone somehow. Even if I'm playing Scrabble or reading a book on it. If I need to feel connected to other people, I can go onto Facebook or..
Bed: Sounds like you're lonely
Me: No! I'm a strong...
Me: Well, it's after midnight. And I'm supposed to sleep at night. Even if I rarely feel like it.
Bed: Are you carrying your Kindle Fire? Seriously? You know you're supposed to turn off all screens an hour before bed.
Me: I know, but it just makes me feel...less alone somehow. Even if I'm playing Scrabble or reading a book on it. If I need to feel connected to other people, I can go onto Facebook or..
Bed: Sounds like you're lonely
Me: No! I'm a strong...
#LifeStruggles
#sleep
286 reads
16 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
9th Jun 2023 8:15am
9th Jun 2023 8:15am
Worth it
Worth it
or
Staying out until two am on a school night, when you have back to back plans the following day.
or
It's a self destruct
My yawn could swallow the moon,
unsettle lost ships on the seabed,
steal someone else's larynx for sleep -
it could devour neon bars,
late night walks,
every bus, pedestrian, ashtray, bicycle.
It could flip my body into submission
as if a cage fighter looking
to unintentionally alight something dead in me
on the pavement,
beside some scaffolding, ...
or
Staying out until two am on a school night, when you have back to back plans the following day.
or
It's a self destruct
My yawn could swallow the moon,
unsettle lost ships on the seabed,
steal someone else's larynx for sleep -
it could devour neon bars,
late night walks,
every bus, pedestrian, ashtray, bicycle.
It could flip my body into submission
as if a cage fighter looking
to unintentionally alight something dead in me
on the pavement,
beside some scaffolding, ...
#happiness
#dreams
#sleep
210 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
30th May 2023 9:01pm
30th May 2023 9:01pm
What Went On Before The Kid Woke Up
Kevin saw Angie
laying naked on
the bed before she
looked at her stepson
and gave a big smile.
laying naked on
the bed before she
looked at her stepson
and gave a big smile.
#family
#dreams
#fiction
#sleep
#sensual
228 reads
2 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
30th May 2023 3:31am
30th May 2023 3:31am
Drop...Drip...Drape...Along My Dreamscape
it's been a long week.
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
the mind is jagged...the body is exhausted
it's 2 a.m...i'm held hostage
ransomed by a mutinous dick ...fully hard
got me drifting in and out of a lucid....lustful state of being
a throbbing compass pointing due you
needing to do you...inching forward in vacant air
as a vagrant..roaming beneath the sheets
in search of southern comfort...humid hospitality
like blackened tea... served to my liking
oozing seduction down on me..so nice and warm and easy
easing me into a cavern of enchanting darkness
a...
#sex
#dreams
#night
#sleep
#dirty
552 reads
4 Comments
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