Best Sleep Tight Poems


Sleep Tight

Sleep tight
                 Old man of dreams
              Snug in your bed of fur
      Big bare black bear is stalking You
                        Nightmare

Goodnight....Sleep Tight.

As daylight ebbs  comfy folds of colorful quilts wrap around the land
sending  it  into  blissful slumber.
Sunset nods listlessly its orange glow stretch and yawn before receding  to 
distant shores.
Mountains shrink to grotesque shapes as a playful moon skips high into the sky
teasing shapes on the earth below.
Night creatures rejoice setting up a cacophony of sounds
that urge us  into a place of  peaceful Neverlands.
Tree  shadows stark against  the darkness weave a drunken  path in eerie 
silence to the sound of their own befuddled music 
while the moon flings these unwelcome guests against houses  and 
skyscrapers on high.
Old buildings creak with weariness brittle joints bowing under the weight of 
daily   toil
Airplanes drone weary to the bones  eager for rest on the runway 's breast.
 Neon lights flit and swirl a disco rythm throbbing heartbeats in the night
while light bulbs doze under dusty shades.
Later yet the snore of man strikes  the final gong  long before the wake-up tap 
of the rising sun.

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Sleep Tight


all his heroes wore costumes at night
wrapped around all their muscles so tight
his chances grew slim
at an outcome so grim 
when his costume exposed – cellulite


John G. Lawless
5/21/2015


Let Me Sleep Tight

Mommy
Please provide me a pillow
You know, I can't sleep without pillow
And for God sake don't dressed me white
You know, I love colorful dresses 
Put a little perfume on my neck 
And for heaven's sake 
Don't put me in a freezer
I hate colds
Don't allow them to do the autopsy
You know I am frightened  
Mommy
O Mama
Kiss me as you did in my childhood 
Ah, you forgot to adore me once I am grown
Just give me hug before I sleep
Request everyone to stay away
Can't take the crowd anymore
Mommy
O mama
Don't call me anymore 
Don't scream or shout
I am just going home
Let my bed get ready
Put a Jasmine plant at head-side
You know, I love fragrance.

Sleep Tight

Ran thousands of miles without a break
Hustle and bustle let body with time shake
Now is the perfect moment to pause
Rest the eyes and soul from thoughts.
Dream about the dreams stored in heart
Sleep to be afresh letting tensions part
Tick tack tick tack clock wishes sweet night
Dance to rhyming tunes and sleep tight.
Innocence will guide you all the while
Pressure will surely no longer seem agile
Beautiful stars to fill the beautiful eyes
Dance to the tunes of truth with no lies.
Sleep and rest keeping all work aside
Just bother with rest no other stride
Walk with the sleeping beauty all night
Dance to rhyming tunes and sleep tight.

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Dreams and nightmares come and go
I've found something you ought to know
These night terrors can cause distress
Reading below could rid this mess

If you wake due to thrashing around
Tiredness and lethargy will be found
You can control your mind in sleep
Don't worry now , this isn't too deep

Management of subconscious mind
The answer to this I hope you find
Dreams are like a washing machine
When it's working ,  life is serene

When the machine breaks and overspills
Nightmares play and mayhem shrills
We need to fix this and stop it fast
Or decent sleep is a thing of the past

Common in trauma  nightmares are 
Disressing thoughts from lands afar
You're not alone this is for sure
Hopefully I can give you the cure

Don't try to analyse whats making you wake
It's only a nightmare for goodness sake
Too you I know its causes alarm
I'm just saying,  it can't cause you any harm

It doesn't have to be logical or real
Along as you sleep that's the appeal
Keep this ending on an imaginary  shelf
As you sleep it will assist in  your health

When you wake If you can remember it
Think of an ending that will benefit
The ending can be anything you like
The nightmare will get on its bike

If this ending does not work
Whatever you do, don't go berserk
Try it again on the next night
Eventually you'll sleep without  fright

If you don't remember when you wake
All is not lost use your feelings intake
You wake with fear and sweating hard
Change  ending to a picturesque postcard

Keep practicing this changing technique
Then the nightmares will become weak
Persevere and see the light
All I can now,  say is "SLEEP TIGHT,  GOODNIGHT"


Sleep Tight Phoebe

It's okay
It's all okay
Don't mind me
I'm just trying to feel free
I just want
To sleep
Maybe I'll try
Counting Sheep.

It's dark and
It's cold she
Won't go till she gets a hold
On my life
Forever
I can't fight
She's far 
Too clever


When i watch
The stars at night
They reflect
My fears my fright
Is it the stars?
Or is it me?
In the reflected
Windowlight

She's staring at me
Her eyes wide and bright.
Sleep Tight Phoebe
I know I won't tonight.

Sleep Tight

Sleep Tight

By Elton Camp

Tom stayed in a cheap, sleazy hotel

It was dirty and had a very bad smell

Then it made him sad

At home a problem had

For he brought back bedbugs as well
© Elton Camp  Create an image from this poem.

Sleep Tight

Sleep Tight

Shuffle now accordingly off to bed you go, 
you asked so long ago to change the cards 
I dealt you; but God responded with stagger in the void…this was all foretold,
This was all a scheming pattern new; a dream was
All you had…like concrete hard untrue; crack it with the
Sky, hold it in your trembling sweaty hands, 
this timing now is due, 
Brother, that is what
I call you, all equal parts
Desire and sweat and sinew, 
for all is young but old this way: You stepped from a car, a
child – the stars danced
In disarray, yet the space 
set so finely between those facets
Held every dream in place; 
such beauty darts a flush red 
scheme tonight across your face;
what bounty held between the brightness in your eyes?
Shuffle now, no bother for the mourning;
Ruthless is the Devil, but clueless are 
his keepers here among us; they are clever
present, they are all in a heap
Beneath your bed – Shhhh! 
Sleep tight oh Brother, sleep tight.
© Joe Dinki  Create an image from this poem.

Sleep Tight

Heavy eyes too tired for dreaming
and right now, even for sleeping.

Hand wanting to write but thoughts
and inspirations are at naughts.

No energy to do anything except blink.
Brains been on overdrive this week at work I think.

The sofa's looking so enticing and snug.
Just thirty minutes on there, I give a shrug.

Laying down, too tired to fetch a blanket; so lazy.
I stare at the clock and that soon becomes hazy.

I cherish those heavy feelings before sleep takes hold,
for it's in anticipation of a deep slumber soon to unfold.

Sleep Tight

You had a heart off gold,known by a lot off people young and old.I cared for you right until the end ,you was my dad and best friend.I came to you every day ,I don’t want to rely on u I hear you say .But dad you mean everything to me .I remember right back to sitting on your knee .Then unfortunately you get copd.You tryed so hard to fight .So scared of me leaving you at night.Then you start to dehydrate The food I made u no longer ate.The dreaded time arrived when ur life took the dive,Down hill you could no longer take nebuliser or pill.Off to the hospital for a check,I get the call I’m a nervous reck.To the hospital with you I stay,major heart attack the nurses say.your organ now begin to shut down ,I cry and frown.Please dad don’t go,But your words and action become slow.Every night I slept in the hospital chair,brushing my fingers through your hair.Nurses came told me to freshen up at home , no I whont let my dad pass on his own .time has come you take you last breath ,rest in peace my angel your the best . Xxxxxxx
© Susan Gee  Create an image from this poem.

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an icy wind fluffs
a white blanket in darkness
			…..the black bear slumbers

John G. Lawless
©11/30/2022

Sleep Tight, Year of Waking

Late at night, caressed by nocturnal howls
I strode across streets of snow
A gentle tune whistled from my pockets
As the frosty breeze kissed my exposed nose

Knee deep in my final stand
I claimed old thrones that had forgotten me
An old professor who gave me hope
Taught me how to work a camera again

36 boneless wings and three Blue Moons
Fell down my throat as we finished the day
A noisy sports bar I'd only heard about
Was my safest haven in a frosty Spring

As legend upon legend passed me by
I finally met a travelling group
Inducted hastily and baptized by dragons
All twenty years older, but my closest friends

My hands held two victories; both long sought
The diploma representing five years and endless tears
And a credits sequence for an old game
I couldn't tell which meant more to me

So began my final Summer Vacation
Unwittingly and undesired
I searched for those who would take me
And found naught but shuttered doors

Summer's heat gave way to repetition
Each day bled together
Like endless drops of sweat mingling to form a greater one
My days dripped rapidly

I left humidity and oceans for mountains and dazzling vistas
And returned to hope gushing forth violently
And yet once more did the humidity sink me
My days dripped rapidly

The dreams began, vividly and painfully
As each failure led me further into my mind
A safer haven of harsher memories
Of craving the Reaper's touch to make life interesting

Blazing heat gave way to blistering cold
For I have stolen Autumn's in-between
Cold or hot; it's matters not
When my desk is above a vent

How much can I hate an anchor
When it's all that keeps me from floating away?
As the twin herobreakers that stalk the night
We could never truly understand, so we don't

And thus a year of dreams passes by
With no fanfare, as there are no frames of reference
My yearly review rings as hollow as its subject
So sleep tight, and may you never awaken again.
© Derek Chos  Create an image from this poem.

Good Night Sleep Tight

Good Night Sleep Tight

I lay in bed Processing my day in my head.
Things I’ve forgotten, things I should’ve said.

I can’t quiet the voices in my head
Telling me what I should’ve done instead.

Did I do all I could?
Have I done everything I should?

Is the Lord forgiving 
of the life I'm living?

Do my children know the love
That comes unsparingly from above?

Are they saying their prayers tonight
Trusting in the Lord in all things out of sight?

Abba you know my heart,
The turmoil tears me apart.

I hope you are proud of me,
When it is your face I see

Have I shown my gratitude
Being thankful instead of rude?

Please quite these voices in my head
And let me sleep instead.

I Hope Tonight I'Ll Sleep Tight

Dozing off to dreamland
Where nightmares are in high demand
I hope tonight I’ll sleep tight
So I’ll leave it to the man of sand

As soon as my sleep takes flight
I hope I’ll dream I fly a kite
Or swim across a sea of blue
That for once I’ll no longer fear the night

And as it seems to start on cue
The setting sun to a dark black hue
But as I lie and shut my eyes
All I seem to see is you
© Reese A.C.  Create an image from this poem.

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