Sleep Poems | Examples of Sleep Poetry

Diving deep in the pond of the sub-consciousness I die every night, you die every night too This is our way of rejuvenating the body This may sound crazy, eerily or even spooky, However, this is absolutely or definitely true Our body makes a special trip to correct the mess Which takes place from a certain time to the other We die...

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Spoke to a bloke from Blighty whose wife wouldn't wear a nightie when she rolled over he told me her ankles were tangled then turned back her throat strangled all the more 'I can't retire' she said so instead she wore bloomers to bed ...

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We die a little bit Each day and each night As we live every minute Gleeful or glum under the light. We die in our sleep And rise again if we’re lucky And blessed. This is deep Few people are truly canny or savvy. Believe not in all the glitters When it’s time to go or to depart Gravity behaves like deadly creatures. We die every...

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Have you ever been haunted (no you have not) by a ghost from the future not even born yet in your paper thin realm trolled from a time post human extinction it could only happen to you so-called dead in your grave still tossing and turning & scratching like a deviant moldering and unquiet one hundred years now and the whispers yes whispers from the...

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As the last of the day’s clouds disappeared, The moon, like a guard, boldly appears. Shining her soft glow over everything in a single sweep. Tired souls miss it all, for in the silence of the night, tired souls crave sleep. Flickering and dancing like fireflies, thoughts unfurl, Some into nightmares and some into dreams, Tired souls become entangled in a...

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'twas 'pon a Venice 24-hour layover, when two male members of our airline crew had quite the separate, yet different, adventure. Flight attendant Number One, who speaks Italian, thought it would be fun to fly his drone in St. Mark's Square... it was fun at first, until he was arrested for doing so. The drone was confiscated...

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From the depths of forgotten sleep, the shadows of unknown dreams rise, On the paths of the night, our steps are guided by nameless stars, In the cosmic silence, the whispers of destiny that traverse us are heard, Every hidden thought becomes a window to the inner light. Through forests of memories, the heart seeks its way to clear...

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"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet The day came in with a great start but is going out with a broken part. With a child's loving and young heart, it must take a very painful dart. today I lost my furry best friend, in life guess some things have...

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in the deep of night train, planes and automobiles continual hum in midnight hour a drone flying in the sky city never sleeps...

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COUNTING SHEEP Mike the mouse tossed and turned in his bed with visions of furry sheep in his head but instead of sweet dreams he heard their loud screams as they chewed on his favorite bread. So if you can’t sleep, take a cue from Mike, his sheep, and all the ewes. Just laugh and don’t fret, You'll find no regret, For dreams can be...

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Sleep, little baby Aaru, Tonight the sky writes your name in light. You will blaze. You will scatter joy like seeds. You will be the light that makes darkness dance....

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Getting Off Our Deeds Normally Intends Going Hibernated Tonight # 3...

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In the midst of grief I find myself chasing sleep I have tried sleepy time teas and kitty cuddles to please help me lasso the moon and find some sleep soon but no, it evades and I feel like I will fade...

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it's exhausting being so adorable ~ a rest well deserved AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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To date the snorthog has only been seen late at night in the bedroom disturbing me and my dreams first he hogs the bedclothes then snorts up a storm while I lie awake counting sheep trying to keep warm but before I become a grumbly old grouch there is yet one solution have him sleep on the couch ...

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