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Insomniac (2)
At war with the bed
and the scenes and company and everything
else in my mind, I count to one.
Here: be nothing
but the farce.
Poems on the topic: insomnia
Poems on the topic “insomnia” on Poets.by.
sleep
Every night she lies awake
Blaming insomnia.
But it's her troubled heart
That keeps her restless.
Wondering if she will ever
Find peace.
sleep
I am always the one
To argue
About never getting sleep
Pill after pill
And I find myself
Wide awake
But at this point
I don't want to sleep.
A Ruthless Rebel Is My Yearning
My eyes are not like doors
to just close and sleep.
A ruthless rebel is my yearning.
It desperately keeps fighting with my past.
I close my eyes to welcome sleep,
yet unconsciously
the pale face of the moon
and that of my mothers
in the agony of her death,
walk the alleys of my memory.
Slowly. In silence. Keeping me awake.
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