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Sleep Where are You?
Contributed by
kaycas
on
Tuesday, 8th January 2008 @ 07:37:14 AM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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Sleep where are you in my hour of need?
You've deserted me again tonight,
Whatever I try I cannot succeed
My mind becomes active, I lose the fight.
What does it matter I have things to do
Days to plan and things to sort out.
Why do I have to wait for you?
Another nights sleep I'll go without.
Sleep please come to visit me soon
It gets so lonely here on my own,
The only face I see is the moon
And he is quite happy up there alone.
I feel the dust you leave in my eyes
The yawns still come to my face
But I feel you hide away in disguise
Come here, give me your sweet embrace.
Sleep are you in the corner over there?
Do you watch me toss and turn?
Come out of hiding and hear my prayer
My peace will be your only return.
I am ready to let you take control
My mind is tired now and wants to rest.
Come here to me, invade my soul
I invite you in, please be my guest.
Sleep can I feel you creeping over me
Are some of your sweet dreams in my head?
Are you coming here to do your duty
Will you please come to join me in my bed?
I feel you are letting me have my own way
And surely that would be so right
But as soon as you come to me all I'll say
Is "Sleep I wish you a very goodnight".
Copyright ©
kaycas
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2008-01-08 07:37:14]
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Re: Sleep Where are You?
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 8th January 2008 @ 08:20:53 PM AEST
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Very creative writing.
I can tottally relate as I'm an insomiac.
good work.
huggs,
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Re: Sleep Where are You?
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by MemeCaroline on
Friday, 11th January 2008 @ 03:03:18 AM AEST
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| I can so relate to this poem. I wonder if most of us poets are insomniacs because our minds just won't stop racing with thoughts. An enjoyable read. I'm still waiting for your poem about children. How is that coming? God Bless! MemeCaroline |
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