A Canticle
Like darkness descends an old raven
A fog obscures both banks
of the girl's eyes
Ah what a prolonged sleep
A red-eyed pigeon on the cornice sits
September nineteenth a flimsy telegram
Ah what a prolonged sleep
The storm dies down
on the tired mast
The storm uncoils
its eight tentacles
And a huge dance-hall looms into sight
And a red-eyed pigeon on the cornice sits
what’s the news now
Ah what a prolonged sleep
The storm dies down
on the dream book of Jung
The storm drops dead
from anaemia
But who will make that girl understand but this
There’s little profit in searching for the one
That is by now wood-dead from fasting an Adam’s lifetime
Ah what a prolonged sleep
Ah what a prolonged sleep
(Translated from Bangla by the poet)
poem by Subrata Augustine Gomes
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Sleep, Sleep, My Little One
Sleep, sleep, my little one
‘Tis better in this world of us
To sleep the sleep of the innocents
Than sleep the sleep of the just:
At least you’ll have a greater chance
To avoid long knives and plots
And bloody rendezvous.
For in this world, this world of us
The just is alien and his sleep
Most dangerous negligence:
Long knives will wait at corners round
And plots and darts abound
For all the just around.
For in this world, this world of us,
The sleep of innocents is better than
The sleep of all the just, my little one.
Sleep, sleep, my little one
And let outside the dark wind neigh
And rain and chill make fear
And the sea’s waves make storm and rage
And evil win
And the good disappear
And do not open your eyes sweet one
Before night and storm have passed away.
poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
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The Typhoon Last Night
the typhoon last night
was devastating
it was strong and prolonged
the roof almost gave way
the windows about to be flown away
the floors shook
and the walls about to break
we hug for comfort
we prayed together
and curled together
we intertwined like vines
on the tree
that morning after
i am thinking about our intimacy
tested by storm and darkness
and i say to myself, perhaps i need
another storm for proof
i still could not believe how we made it
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Monotonous Monologues
Dead space traced to boredom.
And conversations with it,
Exchange this afterall.
Monotonous monologues,
Beating into the ground
With prolonged redundancy.
Make sense for many not to listen.
Or choose to fall to sleep.
Why do some people,
Keep repeating their limited philosophies?
It makes it pointless to disagree.
This fuels a uselessness that is abused...
And purposely used for one to be contrary.
With more than a bit,
Of surfaced contradiction added to the mix.
And a dipping of bait that is solicited with it.
Monotonous monologues,
Beating into the ground
With prolonged redundancy.
Make sense for many not to listen.
Or choose to fall to sleep.
Dead space traced to boredom.
And conversations with it,
Exchange this afterall.
As a drifting consciousness...
Shifts quickly into a daydream fix!
Assisted by a continuous drone.
That takes a place,
As a sound in the background.
To eventually go unknown.
'Excuse me? EXCUSE ME!
No need to look around!
Yes...
I am speaking to you.
I'd like to have everyone's 'full' attention,
Please?
Thank you!
Now...
As I was saying...'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sleeper
Sleep that half dead,
sleep the body not the head.
Sleep that bad said,
Poor owns that bed,
Dreams are found on that herd.
Sleep while awake,
Sleep that dead not closed eye fake.
Sleep that weak,
Tommorow u gona take.
Eat that sleep and enjoy its steak.
Sleep still stands,
None to overtake.
Sleep that height dare for cake.
Sleep that stress and have the bless,
Sleep to confess as she do to embrance,
Sleep for paid cash as he do to love false.
Sleep that sleep as no one sleep ever deep.
Sleep that better as no other sleeper.
Wear that sweater as did Brother Peter,
Sleep that firm to dream that greater,
Sleep not slopy arrise all the weaker.
poem by Abdallah Mpogole
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Norse lullaby
The sky is dark and the hills are white
As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,
And this is the song the storm-king sings,
As over the world his cloak he flings:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;"
He rustles his wings and gruffly sings:
"Sleep, little one, sleep."
On yonder mountain-side a vine
Clings at the foot of a mother pine;
The tree bends over the trembling thing,
And only the vine can hear her sing:
"Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
What shall you fear when I am here?
Sleep, little one, sleep."
The king may sing in his bitter flight,
The tree may croon to the vine to-night,
But the little snowflake at my breast
Liketh the song I sing the best,--
Sleep, sleep, little one, sleep;
Weary thou art, anext my heart
Sleep, little one, sleep.
poem by Eugene Field
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Desire Blooming On Air-Creeper Of Sleeplessness
Let me sleep
Centuries old deep
And long sleep
Devoid of any dream.
Let me sleep
That girl's sleep
Who has forgotten her eyes
Into mine.
Let me sleep
The sleep of those
In whose eyes
Float clouds and birds
Rivers flow
Yet they remain parched.
Let me sleep
O, deserts surrounding my four sides!
There is an ocean in my heart
Let me sink all my dreams in it
Let me soak my thirsty lips
Let me weep!
Let me sleep!
(Translated by Samina Amjad)
poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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A Resting Needed Comes To Loom
Prolonged is this marathon,
Initiated by the budding of Spring...
And a thawing done once again,
With the dawning of promise...
Blooming within that seems not to end.
Prolonged is this marathon,
With a wish to witness and touch...
Daring an eye not to close too much,
Too soon.
But a resting needed comes to loom,
And linger,
Until...
Until,
A snore awakens from an unsuspecting nod.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work:
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work, sleep, work, sleep,
Work.
Oh free me please with gentle ease
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work!
This odium, pounding tedium
Of my work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
Just whisk me off to lands afar
From work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
That grinding train of rhythmic pain
Called ‘Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.’
Poor neural circuits fizzle and pop
In work, sleep, work, sleep, work,
In trying to make some sense of all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
But Hark! I see a golden gleam -
A saving spirit of hope:
‘You’re fired! ’ He screams. What news to bear,
This wondrous hangman’s rope!
So now I’m free, released from all this
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work -
Eternal peace and rest for me, no
Work, sleep, work, sleep, work.
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Black cloud in a storm
Black cloud in a storm
I fell lkie a black cloud in a storm.
But stuck in the storm I am.
So depressed so sad.
Hurt angry and alone.
Death now will be the end of me.
I cant live another day.
Another day in the storm.
I want to go to sleep
And not wake up again.
So so very tired.
I'll always be in the storm.
For as long as my heart beats.
When my heart stops beating.
I'll be out of the storm.
And once again free
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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At The Port Of Kolambugan
the news is that
another storm is coming
and our boat is still on this port
that we fear
for once there was terror here
a bomb exploded
planted by this unknown terrorist
and many died
the boat was burned
and many bodies still burning
jumped and drowned in the sea
most of them
children and women
i am sensing the colder wind
from the sea
the touch of the
coming storm
i can sense its strength
while i wait
for the decision whether
to go sailing or not
so we can reach the
other island facing us
with a warm welcome
i look for a sign
and see this pigeon
hovering above
my head
as though saying
warning
do not,
i have all the reasons
to listen
we sleep here for the night
we shall let this storm pass
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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As If...
This storm has lingered too long.
And collecting from its debris,
Finds many at ease with this!
As if...
Those accept
With addictions to please.
As if...
Tears are okay to fall,
To gather more than rain.
With sunshine stalled,
Behind walls
Of slow moving clouds.
As if...
This storm is prolonged by doubt!
Fearing the leaving of it...
Would create a draught.
As if wishes to dismiss it,
Would be found out!
And gone would be the pouts shown!
Could we then expect cheering in sunlight.
To begin?
Or would the atmosphere despair,
By those missing gloom...
Finding a comfort everywhere.
This storm has lingered too long.
As we have become suspicious,
Of the freshness of clearing skies.
As if...
The change seen in happy eyes,
Is despised like an unwanted stranger!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Go To Sleep
When I look up from my pillow I dream you are there with me.
Though you are far away I know youll always be near to me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
I look around me and feel you are ever so close to me.
Each tear that flows from my eyes brings back memories of you to me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
I was wrong, I will cry, I will love you to the day I die.
You alone, you alone and no one else, you were meant for me.
When morning comes once more I have the loneliness you left me.
Each day drags by until finally night time descends on me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
I go to sleep, sleep, and imagine that youre there with me.
song performed by by Kinks
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Sleep My Little Girl Sleep
SLEEP MY LITTLE GIRL SLEEP
AND MAY I TUCK YOUR THOUGHT'S IN TIGHT
SO YOU CAN BEGIN TO DREAM TONIGHT
SO SLEEP MY LITTLE GIRL SLEEP
AND WHEN TOMORROW COMES
AND THE SUN SHINES BRIGHT
MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS BECOME
NOTHING MORE THAN OUT OF SIGHT
poem by Bruce Martone
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Sleep Forever
Down I lie
Sleeping all day
Still asleep for years
Surrounded by tears
Of friends, relations and further
But still sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
My eyes all closed extremely shut
My body is dry, straight and flat
As I lie in wooden house
Helpless like a dead mouse
Alone with no any other
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
In my best black suit
My voice on mute
Waiting for the judgement
In a new environment
Coping with underground weather
As I sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
I've left all my worth
And ignored all my breath
Tell that I slept to each and every head
For that's a polite word to me as the dead
To come back I'll never
It's a sleep, sleep and sleep forever.
poem by Walani Ndhlovu
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Sleep! Sleep! Sleep!
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 warm sensations
Of the pure and precious sleep,
Sleep! sleep! sleep!
Sleep, sleep, sleep
Forgetting insane things of the mixed world outside
Relax my little one, feel the gentle breeze,
Do not worry about tomorrow, do not weep,
Wake up fresh in the morn with a recuperated mind,
Fresh and blessed with a wonderful sleep,
SLEEP, SLEEP, SLEEP!
JERINE JAMES (3RD JULY 07)
poem by Jerine James
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Power of the Night Star
The sun has set
The sky dusky brown
To remember you all night
I have that much right
To think about you all night
I have that much right
To worry about you
To care about you
All throughout the night
That is my right.
The sun sets down
And out goes the light
The world wears a gown
And sleeps all the night
For I also sleep, in my every heart beat
There is a dream for all that i keep
My night is prolonged
But dawn will come
Our faith love adorned
And spiritual distance not torn
At last my sun shall shine and rise
Oh all, lay down your heads
Close your tired eyes
Listen to loves lullaby
Aside your worries
Every moment happy
Sweetly sleep tonight.
In the night the moon shines light
And stars brighten up the sky
Your presence a star for me, Your smile
In this dark night we live out our life
Your guidance, You show us the right
The path on which with you we ride.
poem by Arwa Bharmal
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Sleep Comes Down
it's raining in my head
but no tears come down
and i'm dreaming of you
until sleep comes around
sleep comes down sleep comes down
sleep comes down sleep comes down
the orchestra's playing
it's so very loud
and i'm biting my nails
until sleep comes around
sleep comes down sleep comes down
sleep comes down sleep comes down
the clouds are all running
but no tears come down
and i'm thinking of you
until sleep comes around
sleep comes down sleep comes down
sleep comes down sleep comes down
song performed by by Flaming Lips
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Big Sleep
So where did you go?
Where do you go in the big sleep
Going out in the deep sleep
Is where youre wandering now
So where did you go
When youre in the big sleep
Drifting in wildlife
And still youre wandering now
We were on the top and the world was spinning
We were only young in the whirlpool of warning
Communication lost in the thundering rain style
A shelter from the storm in the early beginning
Going out in the big sleep, out in the big sleep
Could have been years, you know it could have been years
Or only seconds ago
Big sleep, deep sleep
Where are you now?
Now that youre up in big sleep
Valuable friend
They saw you leaving this way
We were on the top and the world was spinning
We were only young in the whirlpool of warning
Communication lost in the thundering rain style
A shelter from the storm in the early beginning
Where did you go?
Immaculate friend
For a lifetime Im grateful
And its only seconds away
Big sleep, deep sleep
For evermore
If only you could see me
If only you could see me
If only you could see
Forever
Coming home in the big sleep
Coming home
Words & music : simple minds (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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Yesterday's Dream
I don’t want to sleep so soon
Yesterday’s dream is still raw
Triggering a dust-storm in the eyes
Raising red dust, comes sleep
Tuptup, flap the doors of lashes
And just close by themselves
Dream, like a flood, comes
Carrying the broken logs of memories
As if they were rafts
I become homeless
In yeasterday’s sleep
I trembled in fear
In yesterday’s flood
No, not so soon
Yesterday’s dream is still raw
Dream, an invisible wound—
Inflicted upon by a reluctant sleep
That comes and goes at its will
Dream, the secret of
Death of imagination and fear
It appears in thousand postures
Like a friend, dead
Aslo sparkles for once
Amidst endless thoughts
Yesterday’s dream—
Still raw…
15 Oct 2010
00.09hrs
*Original in Telugu by Vinnakota Ravishankar
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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