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Niap niap

Niap Niap



Niap niap, sometimes things are hard, even when written in plain sight.

Some people read backwards just for fun; for some, it’s all from sight, even when it’s not your eyes.

Sometimes it’s just the brain. Being called dumb doesn’t create any fame.

You and me — we are just not the same.



Niap niap, finding it hard to move, never even getting in any sort of groove.

Fear of falling asleep due to the pain when I wake.

When will this niap leave, for heaven’s sake?



Everyone’s different; we’re not all the same.

Some people can deal with all their pain.

Some are over it, and some just can’t compete

When the niap hits you and makes your soul incomplete.

There’s not much to do but try and sleep.



Recurring issues — it’s always a circle.

This life is a struggle; it’s not always purple.

Round and round the circle we go.

When will it stop? Our brains don’t know.

Left and right — is it all a show?

Why does it make me feel so slow?

Niap niap, just one deviation from left or right,

Just one deviation to give me a good night.

It’s always a circle.

Just remember: this life is a struggle; it’s not always purple.



Delusion, delusion — is it all in our head?

Am I reading this right, or am I just seeing red?

I don’t understand why the blur makes me cry.

Left, right, right to left — I just do not know why.

Brain is backwards; the struggle is real.

How can I keep showing that it’s not a big deal?



Body failing every night — I know I must look like a sorry sight.

I feel for my wife to see me at night,

But she’s such an angel, sent here to fight.

Without her and the kids, the demons would win,

But with them by my side, I’ll happily take it on the chin.



Recurring issues — it’s always a circle.

This life is a struggle; it’s not always purple.

Round and round the circle we go.

When will it stop? Our brains don’t know.

Left and right — is it all a show?

Niap niap, just one deviation from left or right,

Just one deviation to give me a good night.

It’s always a circle.

Just remember: this life is a struggle; it’s not always purple.



Niap niap, the struggle is real.

Remember, reading backwards isn’t a big deal.



By Mark Newman

Copyright © Mark Newman | Year Posted 2025


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Date: 3/14/2025 3:56:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Date: 3/10/2025 4:54:00 PM

your words i can relate to big time - pain can be both mental and/or physical. hugs jan xx

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