This Is What Comes Of Sleepless Nights

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by theleastofthese, Sep 26, 2006.

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  1. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    This is what comes of sleepless nights
    when dreams and tears have taken flight,
    and silence closes in on me,
    deeper and darker than the sea.

    Tears have gone but fear remains.
    Darkness removes what daylight gains.
    My eyes will not allow me to sleep
    but gaze inwardly at the sorrow I keep.

    Time passes slowly, waiting for dawn -
    watching to see if the demons have gone.
    All through the night they sit at my feet,
    devouring my thoughts, making sour the sweet.

    But even in sorrow the world is still turning
    as my fearful candle at both ends is burning.
    The sun will arise, a new day will come -
    another day older, another night gone.

    least


    not my best, but what the hell... I couldn't sleep, I had to do something!:rolleyes:
     
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  2. It's sad and haunting Least, and well-expresssed. I know the feelings all too well. You took a bad night and made a touching poem out of it, though I wish you better sleep, and not to feel so alone in those long, long hours...


    {Fal1}
     
  3. Ignored

    Ignored Staff Alumni

    Actually, I don't normally read or comment on poetry here, but this one really caught my attention... it definitely speaks to the little, scared me who is terrified of the night and waits impatiently each night for the darkness to abate and the light to seep through my curtains.
    Thanks Sooz xx
     
  4. ~CazzaAngel~

    ~CazzaAngel~ Staff Alumni

    This is a very powerful, touching poem, it reached me, and I agree with the comments others have made so can't say much more, but thanks so much for sharing this with us.



    :clap: :clap:


    :flowers: for you!



    xxxx
     
  5. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Thank you all!:smile: ...and Shygirl, your response was a poem unto itself, dear!!:smile: :smile:

    love you all so much,

    least
     
  6. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    How many nights have i stared at the ceiling, hoping the REM movie would start, only to find, I did not buy the right ticket...i surely know those times, those saddening, frustrating spaces, where evening becomes mourning (intended) and I am envious of everyone who was able to be comfortable with themselves...here's to more comfortable places...big hugs
     
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