Least Read Poems About Sleep
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Invisible
Envisioning the cognitive
of all or nothing at all.
As it passes by like
an aircraft in stealth mode.
Rearranging,
Executing,
The odds gained access
To the pores.
Empty valleys,
Empty streets of mental concord.
The blue amid
The grey as a blitz,
But no rainfall.
Turned left and right,
The same form.
Wondering
How, when, and why,
Uncertain for now.
Memories of then,
Shapeshifted,
Even if I escalate,
Everest seem so far.
Pictures of your shade
Gone in the mist ...
of all or nothing at all.
As it passes by like
an aircraft in stealth mode.
Rearranging,
Executing,
The odds gained access
To the pores.
Empty valleys,
Empty streets of mental concord.
The blue amid
The grey as a blitz,
But no rainfall.
Turned left and right,
The same form.
Wondering
How, when, and why,
Uncertain for now.
Memories of then,
Shapeshifted,
Even if I escalate,
Everest seem so far.
Pictures of your shade
Gone in the mist ...
#universe
#wind
#nature
#LifeChangingMoment
#sleep
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Midnight ... In the Midst Of The Madness You Infected Me With
Middle of the night ...
The dark as ink writes its own tattles
In the shadows of the mind
The sleepless fight their lonely battles
Some peacefully some fitfully
Some confused some in nightly defeats
Some victorious some sensually aroused
Some in monotonous languor and endless repeats
Speeding neurons vying for the top spot
Circling the pathways like rats in a race
Streams of faux consciousness blaring
Filling voids under the psyche's hidden space
The pinpoint of light...
The dark as ink writes its own tattles
In the shadows of the mind
The sleepless fight their lonely battles
Some peacefully some fitfully
Some confused some in nightly defeats
Some victorious some sensually aroused
Some in monotonous languor and endless repeats
Speeding neurons vying for the top spot
Circling the pathways like rats in a race
Streams of faux consciousness blaring
Filling voids under the psyche's hidden space
The pinpoint of light...
#dreams
#sleep
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
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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
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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
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Scholarly Things
The darkness suffocates
as we dream of scholarly
things. Slumbering visions
of mayhem and madness,
a delicacy only the devils
can bring.
Oh to feel the beautiful
chaos violently displaying
behind these eyes,
sweating and screaming
in the depths of midnight ,
again betrayed by restful
lies.
as we dream of scholarly
things. Slumbering visions
of mayhem and madness,
a delicacy only the devils
can bring.
Oh to feel the beautiful
chaos violently displaying
behind these eyes,
sweating and screaming
in the depths of midnight ,
again betrayed by restful
lies.
#anxiety
#dreams
#nightmares #sleep
#nightmares #sleep
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Sleep Upon My Eyes (5-7-5)
Twas
a
sleep
long
missed
Settling
soft
upon
my
eyes
Daydreams
more
surreal
by Jemia
a
sleep
long
missed
Settling
soft
upon
my
eyes
Daydreams
more
surreal
by Jemia
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#sleep
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In a Coma State Dream Chapter 1
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#anxiety
#sleep
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Haunted Circus
As a child,you loved the circus.
All performances,costumes on performers.
As they swing across the tent.
And the clowns entertained and defend.
You had a ticket,you bought online.
And you went into the circus just in time.
You sat down and enjoyed the show.
And your happiness,peace flow.
The performers seemed surreal.
And for some reason,it didn't feel real.
Suddenly,their skin became teal.
By now,everyone had left.
And the circus had a ghostly feel.
Familiar entities from your childhood.
The moments...
All performances,costumes on performers.
As they swing across the tent.
And the clowns entertained and defend.
You had a ticket,you bought online.
And you went into the circus just in time.
You sat down and enjoyed the show.
And your happiness,peace flow.
The performers seemed surreal.
And for some reason,it didn't feel real.
Suddenly,their skin became teal.
By now,everyone had left.
And the circus had a ghostly feel.
Familiar entities from your childhood.
The moments...
#childhood
#memories
#sleep
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