Dreamless Poems - Poems about Dreamless

The tranquil pills fall deep into the night, like a dreamless enveloping sleep, a sweet path without fangs that silently bite, without regrets, your eyes strive to read my ageless and lost soul, dark, you open a heart in unseen quarantine, past, present, and future stand like shadows in the way of what was, a contagious disease I desperately call...

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Didn’t eat the winter morning Flying far away the dews are The sun has come but I am in a drowsy mood Full of confetti in the bedroom Living waters playing in the bathtub The shadows are whispering with the dead walls Nomadic breeze on the roof of illustrious breathing Inhale and exhale- crawling on the upstairs No sky over the visions...

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I peacefully live in the mind of my own Moving carefully and calmly Behind my house lies a great unknown I’m a regular there when I’m lonely I tiptoe, closing the door at command My inner voice tells me to go I know the way, like a palm of my hand With closed eyes, I move along Passing the streets, where...

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The Dreamless Now that he had freed himself of the past looking forward to think thoughts not hampered by dreams of childhood and the embarrassment of teenage years and sexual clumsiness falling in love with the most unsuitable and undesirable person possible because she made hot waffles with blueberry jam and sometime strawberry; he still thinks of his...

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Dreaming up bloody battles night after night. Sleep on a bed of thorns turned over light. This is how we return to the rude guests. The worst possible scenario was the best. The heart and mind joined together. Lady with a passion for stormy weather. Yes, even with my eyes squeezing shut. At night, beauty is seen at the door of your...

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The painful night fell Tears dripped on the pillow- Scared dreams run away! © Demetrios Trifiatis 25 April 2021...

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Had that strangest time feeling caught myself between my eyes awake in a dream floating certainties of sensing this reality another finality something somewhere with beneficent intention Couldn't sleep felt myself within a subterranean hearth burning irregular drifting in flames a voices continuance from out of the deep repeating an endless of unknown names Fantastical or grotesque this curious unsure thing this state of design these things of who we are shadows of a...

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Journeying within the darkness is profound which longs to mesmerize my mind to seek all that is not encountered when reality holds my mundane thoughts captive Sounds and sights diverge culminating into a kaleidoscope of sensorial impulses that emit only transient means to express that sensory which I cannot focus when awoken. Interactions are irretraceable following this session of contemplation within this nonexistent dream which...

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Such a dreamless sleeper was Dan Doff Snoring each night, he slept like a log Suddenly, it occurred to him Just once, he needed to dream But poor Dan knew not what to dream of....

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The wind, careless in its airy freedom, Feverishly furrows the prairie grass. With a cry like a lost spirit, it winds And wails through leafless trees and toothless fence To vent its eager force upon the boards Of a lonely, weather-beaten farmhouse. Afternoon sun shines ashen and mottled, In slim slanting shafts, through a smoky pane, Opaquely painting a penumbral room. Dust motes dance...

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A life without dreams resembles the night sky which the glow of stars is missing! (c) Demetrios Trifiatis 22 July 2016...

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"where do dreams come from?" he lifted his head, perplexed, and replied: "nowhere."...

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When being awake is hard and unbearable. When in restless dreams peace is fleeting. What else is in there to live and hope for if not only to be eager for your own demise? The planks of wood may come and cover me forwhy about this life I have nothing else to say....

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Swaying. Dancing. Let me carry you. Dance for me. Dance for me. Dance for me. It's beautiful how you hold on so tight, but reach so far. Up and Up and Up. Begging sunshine and starlight and moon beams to fill your cupped palm. We' can sip from it together but we both know you'll never be satisfied Until your silver...

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It was not so much the seed that grow in my dream But the dream that grow from the seed This seed so small, so fragile This seed I nurtured watered and light with the glowing rays of the sun with in I did it with out knowing, with out worrying That when this seed sprouts, so shall I I cared...

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