Slept Well
You slept well after all,
The bed had flexibility;
Boredom blurred the binding
With unconsciousness.
Answers slept after itself,
The sleep itself, like openings.
Your face beamed onwards
In new collisions of beauty.
Follow your mastery of magic
As you pass promises and sentences.
The dreams corrupt youth
Yet your old age represents
My love for food.
Supposed victims of your blood
Convict me with judging ugliness.
The sleep of eternity slays
My company and my resentment
Over the facts.
Your visitor is me as I can not live
Without learning loves and your dreams.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sleep
The night is grey -
Deeply buried inside the faint of black -
The breeze blow with the touch of blood -
Dead beats the drum -
Of a ridden heart -
The sleep which creeps -
By the bullet which sleeps -
Barrel to my gun -
Dormant she plays during the day -
Filled the promises of a sleep -
Creep to be well away -
Sleep -
Sleep -
Sleep my beauty queen -
Sleep to the unseen -
Sleep upon the nightmare -
Sleep in between my dreams -
Succumb by sleep -
Succumb by screams -
Inside where I sleep
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Sometimes I Miss You
I want to sleep
That deep tranquil sleep
Where I dream
And in my dreams
I see you again
See you the way you were before we broke
See you in all the ways that made me love you
I turn in my bed
My eyes flutter open
I see you
On the side of the bed where you always slept
Reach out in my semi-conscious state
And feel nothing
I think I groan in sadness
And the let the waves of unconsciousness take me under
Where I dream
And remember all the ways you loved me
All the little things that meant so much
See you the way I use to when I loved you
See you the way you were before you hurt me
I love to sleep
And in that deep restful slumber
I am at peace
Still feel your arms around me
Still feel your breath on my neck
Still feel the warmth of your body
I turn in my bed
My eyes flutter open
I think I hear your laughter
Feel your hands caress my face
I don't think I still love you
Why would I
What good would it do
No, I don't want to hurt you
I have no ill will towards you
There are things I my not understand
Answers I will never have
'Why? '
Is a question that may never be answered
Does this dance between us have to end
It did
The music died long before we stopped moving
I'll be all right
It's just sometimes
That I miss you.
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Afraid To Sleep
We slept in this room together but now youre gone
And its so quiet I turn the tv on
We lived in this room together we painted the walls
Now time doesnt stand still
It crawls
And Im afraid to sleep
Cuz if I do I dream of you
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep
I never realized how much I was in love with you
Until you started sleeping with someone new
Last night I dreamed again and you were there
You kissed my face you touched my hair
And Im afraid to sleep
Cuz if I do I dream of you
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep
Lying alone in the darkness with a memory in my head
Theres a big hole where my heart is
And a lonely feeling rollin round my bed
And Im afraid to sleep
Cuz if I do I dream of you
Im afraid to sleep
Cuz if I do I dream of you
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep
On the pillow where I weep
Im afraid to sleep.
song performed by by Dido
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The Child Asleep. (From The French)
Sweet babe! true portrait of thy father's face,
Sleep on the bosom that thy lips have pressed!
Sleep, little one; and closely, gently place
Thy drowsy eyelid on thy mother's breast.
Upon that tender eye, my little friend,
Soft sleep shall come, that cometh not to me!
I watch to see thee, nourish thee, defend;
'Tis sweet to watch for thee, alone for thee!
His arms fall down; sleep sits upon his brow;
His eye is closed; he sleeps, nor dreams of harm.
Wore not his cheek the apple's ruddy glow,
Would you not say he slept on Death's cold arm?
Awake, my boy! I tremble with affright!
Awake, and chase this fatal thought! Unclose
Thine eye but for one moment on the light!
Even at the price of thine, give me repose!
Sweet error! he but slept! -- I breathe again;
Come, gentle dreams, the hour of sleep beguile!
Oh, when shall he, for whom I sigh in vain,
Beside me watch to see thy waking smile?
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The abuse of sleep
Just want to sleep, again.
When sad, bored, or empty, I wanna sleep.
Just can't sleep any more
because I've slept too much.
In my head, compacted sleep,
some nerves get blocked up.
The sense of balance's been damaged,
a need to stick myself to something.
Sticking my eyes to the screen,
drowsily read
read about dreams…
poem by Azure Critic
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No Reason For Your Dreams
There's no need to find a reason for your dreams
for there is always more to dreaming than there seems to be.
And I'll be thankful if through out my life you dream of me.
It's all that I could ask for while I live.
A dream is such a lovely gift to give.
Ah, da, da.
Your fragile beauty caught me in its web.
And I am held by every silver strand of love you spin.
Here in a swirl of sleeping circles all my dreams begin.
Dreams that somehow always end with you.
You're the one that makes my dreams come true.
Sleep is lovely when you sleep next to me.
And while you're dreaming let your thoughts all run free.
But if I could understand what makes you free,
then I would capture you and hold you for eternity.
But I'm afraid that would destroy the love you feel for me.
And loving you is how it has to be.
Reasons don't mean anything to me.
Loving you is how it has to be.
Reasons don't mean anything to me....
song performed by by Don McLean
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Dream On My Pillow
Just suppose that you took my pillow,
Will you let me, in your dreams, follow?
A soul of make-believe, that's me,
Class A, romantic fool, per se
How about, giving me yours to sleep
Will in my sleep, dreams of you I'll keep?
In world of bloom, so beautiful
Flowers for all, so plentiful;
How about, if we both sleep on one?
Seemed better than all sleeping I've done,
Might you think, there's more to whine,
As dreams, of ours, might all entwine?
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Dancing In My Dreams
(b. russell, m. cawley, k. fleming)
Producer: trevor horn
Album: wildest dreams (96)
Ive been running from the truth
Ive been running since my youth, tired of running
I will stand here till you see
I am you and you are me, tired of running
There really is no difference when you look beneath the skin
Someday I know well go beyond this world were living in
Now when I lay me down to sleep I will be dancing in my dreams
Seeing the way it all should be I will be dancing
Now when I lay me down to sleep I will be dancing in my dreams
Seeing the way it all should be I will be dancing
Dancing in my dreams
Theres no hiding in the dark
From the beating of my heart its getting louder
Just as long as we believe
The truth will set us free, its getting louder
All that really matters is the light in your face
In you I see the longing of the whole human race
Now when I lay me down to sleep I will be dancing in my dreams
Seeing the way it all should be I will be dancing
Now when I lay me down to sleep I will be dancing in my dreams
Seeing the way it all should be I will be dancing
Dancing in my dreams
On and on the story goes
Or its the passing of the torch
With one small voice it all begins
Then there are millions more, millions more
song performed by by Tina Turner
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When i was a boy
Up in the attic where I slept
When I was a boy, a little boy,
In through the lattice the moonlight crept,
Bringing a tide of dreams that swept
Over the low, red trundle-bed,
Bathing the tangled curly head,
While moonbeams played at hide-and-seek
With the dimples on the sun-browned cheek -
When I was a boy, a little boy!
And, oh! the dreams - the dreams I dreamed!
When I was a boy, a little boy!
For the grace that through the lattice streamed
Over my folded eyelids seemed
To have the gift of prophecy,
And to bring me glimpses of times to be
When manhood's clarion seemed to call -
Ah! that was the sweetest dream of all,
When I was a boy, a little boy!
I'd like to sleep where I used to sleep
When I was a boy, a little boy!
For in at the lattice the moon would peep,
Bringing her tide of dreams to sweep
The crosses and griefs of the years away
From the heart that is weary and faint to-day;
And those dreams should give me back again
A peace I have never known since then -
When I was a boy, a little boy!
poem by Eugene Field
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While You Were Sleeping
Last Night while you were sleeping,
Did you know that I was wide awake,
On my side, at your side
Waiting for morning to break.
I watched as you slept,
As the dreams enter in your soul
Then through my eyes, I realized
That truly, I love you so.
Last night, while you were sleeping.
Last Night while you were asleep
Did you know too, that I was there
On your bed, also laid my head
Along with my soul and prayer.
Lying quietly at your side
As I have done the nights before
To be with you, my love so true
Could any man ask for any more.
Last Night while you were asleep.
Last night while you slept,
As waiting for morning to come,
While at your side, I laid that night
While dreading the coming of the sun.
As always with you I was there
Even when morning began to arise
But then again it came, as so did the pain
As I said goodbye to another night.
Last night while you slept.
Last night while you did sleep
You never knew that you weren't alone,
As when you awoke not one word did I spoke
As on the couch I slept from which I never roamed.
Upon my side there I solemnly laid
Being so still, and quite as a mouse
Not to make a sound that might give my secret away,
I wandered; did you too feel lonely in this house.
Last night while you had slept.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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A Respite Within Respite
the night beckons me
to dissolve myself in its
enveloping stillness...
my dreams stir me
into new worlds
where i free myself from
the embrace of blissful sleep
and still in the the binding
arms of sleep i try to touch
your eyelids to enter
your world of dreams...
12feb2010
15.12hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Dedicated to ppl who dont sleep
Sleep, sleep, sleep
It’s magnificent and nice,
With dreams beyond wonder,
Sleep! sleep! sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Eyes tightly closed,
A little smile on you r cheeks,
Feeling the ambiance
Of the pure and precious sleep,
Sleep! sleep! sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Forgetting insane things of the mixed world outside
Relax my dear, feel the gentle breeze,
Do not worry about tomorrow, do not weep,
Wake up fresh in the morning with a recuperate mind,
Fresh and blessed with a wonderful sleep,
SLEEP, SLEEP, SLEEP!
poem by Tejaswini Iyer
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The Sleeping Child
My baby slept--how calm his rest,
As o'er his handsome face a smile
Like that of angel flitted, while
He lay so still upon my breast!
My baby slept--his baby head
Lay all unkiss'd 'neath pall and shroud:
I did not weep or cry aloud--
I only wished I, too, were dead!
My baby sleeps--a tiny mound,
All covered by the little flowers,
Woos me in all my waking hours,
Down in the quiet burying-ground.
And when I sleep I seem to be
With baby in another land--
I take his little baby hand--
He smiles and sings sweet songs to me.
Sleep on, O baby, while I keep
My vigils till this day be passed!
Then shall I, too, lie down at last,
And with my baby darling sleep.
poem by Eugene Field
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Life Is...........? ? ? ? ? ?
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Life
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Child Of The Future
What can I give you child of the future,
Child of the Universe grand?
Only my wisdom, calmness and peace,
Through years of making a stand.
To you who hold the world for us all.
Your beauty to shine through the land.
With such warmth and devotion and love for this life,
I offer to you just my hand.
Oh child of the future how soundly you sleep.
I wonder what your life will bring.
May it only bring goodness and beauty and light.
Nothing but wonderful things.
I watch as you sleep and know there is hope,
That the future is all in your hands.
You're the child of the future, the child of our dreams.
The one to bring life to our lands.
What can I give you, you wonderful child,
As you rest at peace in your bed.
I can pass on my knowledge, my wisdom
And learning, and place it all inside your head.
Oh child of the future let love overthrow,
Evil with all that it means.
You're the next generation, I want you to know,
You're the product of all of our dreams.
So rest in your small bed and know as you sleep,
I'm standing beside you so strong.
As you take your path, be it ever so steep,
I'm walking with you all along.
poem by Rosi Caswell
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Sleep To Rejuvenate lIfe!
Unconscious state of being is sleep;
Sleep refreshes mind, heart and soul.
While awake our activities are known
And while asleep no activity is known!
Dreams are common in sleep for all;
It fulfils the heart not possible otherwise!
First all starts as dreams and ends in action;
So, dream is consolation and inspiration!
Coming back to senses seems to be a magic!
If it does not take place one is concluded as dead!
In activities and sleep man's life goes on here;
But without good sleep no activity is bright!
Work while you work, play while play and also
Sleep while you sleep to rejuvenate your life!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Dream Better Dreams
you only live half a life
pay check to pay check
work day to work day
waiting for Friday night
waiting for two day weekend
waiting for next hit TV episode
waiting to pay for rent food
waiting for welfare check if not
lucky you still have a job
you persecute self with strife
you purchase too hectic a life
to sleep perchance to dream
but all dreams are moth balls
sucked down cigarette butts
living on lit red waste fumes
pain relief is swallow pills
drink another cup of coffee
dreams stimulate dreams wake
what happens if dream is not to wake
too many nuclear missiles to make?
scientists dream of new death weapons
cash in an entire planets life coupons
life dreams manufacture new nightmares
dream humanity wars never sleep wakes
prophets of peace dreamed better dreams
humankind to happy futures awaken needs
preserve future or extinct sleep for eternity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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To The Sleepers
While Amazonia burns,
And polar ice-caps melt,
Or flood defences burst,
You sleep, you sleep.
While staff are hired and fired,
Short-term contracts expire,
And harsh cuts are required,
You sleep, you sleep.
While work or classmates demonstrate,
By packing squares and thronging streets,
Or circulating leaflets, and making rousing speech,
You sleep, you sleep.
“Come join us, play your part,
Help make our numbers swell.”
We urge, exhort, entreat.
You hear us not, you sleep.
Some day you shall wake up to find
That while you’ve slept and sweet dreams dreamt,
Events have passed you by –
The deck’s re-shuffled, chairs re-arranged,
And precious rights been snatched away.
So one more time we say: “Awake!
Come off the fence, for Heaven’s sake.
Commit yourselves, before ‘t’s too late.”
But still you sleep…
31/10/08
poem by Denys E. W. Jones
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The Dreams
Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
Figures up ahead
Moving in the trees
White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
These dreams in the mist
Darkness on the edge
Shadows where I stand
I search for the time
On a watch with no hands
I want to see you clearly
Come closer than this
But all I remember
Are the dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
There's something out there
I can't resist
I need to hide away from the pain
There's something out there
I can't resist
The sweetest song is silence
That I've ever heard
Funny how your feet
In dreams never touch the earth
In a wood full of princes
Freedom is a kiss
But the prince hides his face
From dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when it's cold outside
Every moment I'm awake the further I'm away
song performed by by Heart
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