Long Poems About Sleep
#sleep
Long poems about sleep. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
17th Feb 2024 6:33am
17th Feb 2024 6:33am
That Loud Trumpet Sound (Snoring)
I will briefly elaborate on this medical related issue in detail, with much regard for a conversation on my Blog Live comments, which lead to a heated discussion about the throes of snoring, and is it unfair for the person who snores, significant other must adjust their lifestyle to adapt on behalf of love, a sense of commitment, or the two of you are not sure which direction to progress forward.
My blog addressed the seriousness of snoring, and if there is any help to the person who must endure that hollowed bedroom saluting throughout the night.
...
My blog addressed the seriousness of snoring, and if there is any help to the person who must endure that hollowed bedroom saluting throughout the night.
...
#dreams
#sun
#water #sleep
#water #sleep
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5 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
20th Nov 2023 8:06pm
20th Nov 2023 8:06pm
One to one
One to One
The bough breaks, windows wide,
feet beat concrete, your soapbox chest -
It's been sinking and rising,
the tap in you poured over,
injustice, mountains,
Jurassic Park,
the carpets and floors are blue.
Your body is enraged, visibly shakes.
And we're playing Headbanz,
you are,
for a moment,
an apple outside of time,
and I'm a toaster,
we guess blind -
like we've been doing all day.
Where will I be?
Who will I be put with?
How might it go?
For you there's no calm room,
no...
The bough breaks, windows wide,
feet beat concrete, your soapbox chest -
It's been sinking and rising,
the tap in you poured over,
injustice, mountains,
Jurassic Park,
the carpets and floors are blue.
Your body is enraged, visibly shakes.
And we're playing Headbanz,
you are,
for a moment,
an apple outside of time,
and I'm a toaster,
we guess blind -
like we've been doing all day.
Where will I be?
Who will I be put with?
How might it go?
For you there's no calm room,
no...
#hope
#sleep
#job
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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
455 reads
4 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
25th Mar 2023 7:16pm
25th Mar 2023 7:16pm
Hell on Earth
Head pounding,
Eyes hurting,
Fingers twitching,
Soul draining,
Life failing,
Food selling,
Selling fast, fast, fast,
But will I last?
Will I last to the end of the day?
I feel myself fading away,
Losing consciousness,
Running on fumes from weariness,
Blocking out excess stimuli,
Trying so hard not to lay down and cry,
One more screw loose and I might try to die,
Or make someone else perhaps die.
I don't want to do it,
But I do imagine it,
Because others fill me with ire,
They make me feel like shit,...
Eyes hurting,
Fingers twitching,
Soul draining,
Life failing,
Food selling,
Selling fast, fast, fast,
But will I last?
Will I last to the end of the day?
I feel myself fading away,
Losing consciousness,
Running on fumes from weariness,
Blocking out excess stimuli,
Trying so hard not to lay down and cry,
One more screw loose and I might try to die,
Or make someone else perhaps die.
I don't want to do it,
But I do imagine it,
Because others fill me with ire,
They make me feel like shit,...
#depression
#hell
#sleep
#StreamOfConsciousness
#job
273 reads
1 Comment
mebo
Poem Published
1st Feb 2023 10:16pm
1st Feb 2023 10:16pm
The Cracked Chalice and the Two-Backed-Beast
Cowering in the dark cell of a child-mind, brooding in a nest of gloom, one towering terror raises a nodding, hoary head like a babe of shadow, seeded as Grendel ruts with Kraken, their two- backed writhing union birthing a shapeshifting, howling hungry beast. A babe blessed by the crooning, slow-turning leviathan pondering in the deep, christened with curse-etched bones of all who restless wrest their rest full fathom five, voices drowning and blending forgotten in layering sediments of time.
Unspeakable firstborn shapeless, suckling wtih many mouths mother's milk from the...
Unspeakable firstborn shapeless, suckling wtih many mouths mother's milk from the...
#birth
#betrayal
#dreams
#death
#sleep
267 reads
1 Comment
SeaMiser_MC
zzz
zzz
Poem Published
27th Sep 2022 3:26am
27th Sep 2022 3:26am
A bath in my head
Before you undo your hair
and retire to bed,
let me run you a bath
here in my head
A hot copper tub and crystal silky water
swirling above a circle of sapphire flame
a gentle passionate fire
the one and the same
through my eyes a fun little game
perfect soapy bubbles
tiny mopey glass globes of soapy pleasure
drift up on rosy scented streams
popping along with silver harps in measure
lovely songs melting away anything that troubles
you, my divine treasure
step in one dainty leg at a time ...
and retire to bed,
let me run you a bath
here in my head
A hot copper tub and crystal silky water
swirling above a circle of sapphire flame
a gentle passionate fire
the one and the same
through my eyes a fun little game
perfect soapy bubbles
tiny mopey glass globes of soapy pleasure
drift up on rosy scented streams
popping along with silver harps in measure
lovely songs melting away anything that troubles
you, my divine treasure
step in one dainty leg at a time ...
#love
#moon
#fairies #sleep
#fairies #sleep
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0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
19th Apr 2022 3:53am
19th Apr 2022 3:53am
Dying To Sleep (Battling The Disorders Of Insomnia)
There are millions of people within society who suffer from insomnia the comfort of relaxation so many people who are denied. Some factoring culprits could be stress, menopause, sickness, and sleep apnea.
What happens to the body, and the mind, when you cannot fall asleep naturally whereas, the hemisphere of your brain is too fatigue to counteract the three stages of sleep.
Let’s first explore the five natural stages of sleep and how its patterns are beneficial to us getting a basic eight hours of restful slumber.
I will briefly elaborate on the...
What happens to the body, and the mind, when you cannot fall asleep naturally whereas, the hemisphere of your brain is too fatigue to counteract the three stages of sleep.
Let’s first explore the five natural stages of sleep and how its patterns are beneficial to us getting a basic eight hours of restful slumber.
I will briefly elaborate on the...
#night
#TruthOfLife
#sleep
#nightmares
#philosophical
433 reads
9 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
14th Aug 2021 1:26am
14th Aug 2021 1:26am
INTERRUPTED FLOW OF THE LOWEST DREAMING STONE (Thurs., Aug. 12th, 2021, 8:42am, Palm Springs, California)
quietly
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
#dreams
#night
#marijuana
#sleep
#mythology
378 reads
3 Comments
bowieboii
Poem Published
4th Jul 2021 6:10pm
4th Jul 2021 6:10pm
Kismet
Come and climb aboard this sidereal express
It's moving ever toward your destiny (your destiny, your)
Scaling up the path, getting closer and closer to our true home
Everything that's happening is history (it's history)
And soon you’ll awaken from your slumber
To find that we are all but ONE in number
So, come and climb aboard your destiny (your destiny, your)
Come and climb aboard your destiny (your destiny)
Let us enter into a new dimension
Show the soul a whole new plane
In time,...
It's moving ever toward your destiny (your destiny, your)
Scaling up the path, getting closer and closer to our true home
Everything that's happening is history (it's history)
And soon you’ll awaken from your slumber
To find that we are all but ONE in number
So, come and climb aboard your destiny (your destiny, your)
Come and climb aboard your destiny (your destiny)
Let us enter into a new dimension
Show the soul a whole new plane
In time,...
#dreams
#stars
#fate
#sleep
#universe
420 reads
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flowergirl
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2021 3:09pm
2nd Jun 2021 3:09pm
UNANSWERED QUESTIONS
If you could reach across the void, would your hand meet mine, would I be the one you'd pick, to share your precious time
if I were to reach within your soul
would you open the closed pages
so I can read your hearts journey
If you could wrap yourself around me, would your embrace be so tight, would I be the lucky one, you've chosen on this night
if I stood before you hiding nothing
naked in body, mind, heart & soul
would you walk away or stay
Would you lay your head on my chest, our fingers...
if I were to reach within your soul
would you open the closed pages
so I can read your hearts journey
If you could wrap yourself around me, would your embrace be so tight, would I be the lucky one, you've chosen on this night
if I stood before you hiding nothing
naked in body, mind, heart & soul
would you walk away or stay
Would you lay your head on my chest, our fingers...
#fate
#sleep
349 reads
19 Comments
asbr808
Anthony R
Anthony R
Poem Published
25th May 2021 6:43am
25th May 2021 6:43am
Diurnal
Do you think houseplants get confused?
We know that trees sleep. When the sun sets,
So do their leaves,
Their slumber, shadowy,
Breathe out just like us---CO2
For during the daytime, the trees work hard:
Take in carbon, water, sunlight,
And breathe out oxygen.
When they go to sleep, the leaves get to rest, and to enjoy the passive respiration--in goes the oxygen, out goes the carbon.
But a houseplant is subject to more, inconsistent, conditions...
My alyssum
Sat at the corner of my desk
Soaks up light all day
But, in the...
We know that trees sleep. When the sun sets,
So do their leaves,
Their slumber, shadowy,
Breathe out just like us---CO2
For during the daytime, the trees work hard:
Take in carbon, water, sunlight,
And breathe out oxygen.
When they go to sleep, the leaves get to rest, and to enjoy the passive respiration--in goes the oxygen, out goes the carbon.
But a houseplant is subject to more, inconsistent, conditions...
My alyssum
Sat at the corner of my desk
Soaks up light all day
But, in the...
#sun
#nature
#sleep
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1 Comment
jmerrick73
Poem Published
20th Apr 2021 9:45am
20th Apr 2021 9:45am
The Sinning won't end until life ends
The gun is loaded and cocked.
A squeeze of the trigger and my brain gets rocked.
In a split second my life is stopped.
No more worries no more pain.
No more stress no more disdain.
Feelings of Hopelessness plague my existence.
Driving from work, heading home.
I Dread going home.
Especially when my so called home doesn't even feel like a home.
I feel like I'm a guest there.
I cannot think of anything else to compare.
I have grown to despise my life.
I have accepted the fact that happiness has ended for me.
Nothing or no one...
A squeeze of the trigger and my brain gets rocked.
In a split second my life is stopped.
No more worries no more pain.
No more stress no more disdain.
Feelings of Hopelessness plague my existence.
Driving from work, heading home.
I Dread going home.
Especially when my so called home doesn't even feel like a home.
I feel like I'm a guest there.
I cannot think of anything else to compare.
I have grown to despise my life.
I have accepted the fact that happiness has ended for me.
Nothing or no one...
#depression
#abuse
#suicide
#spiritual
#sleep
416 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Sleep
