SLEEP POEMS

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Goodnight

It was another beautiful day went by
Forget all bad times that made you cry
Instead keep in heart all good memories
Be thankful for all troubles that you faced
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Ma. Cristina Colima
Way To Go

She was born in the hills
dotted with villages quiet and small.
Her village was breathtakingly beautiful
With a scenic landscape,
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C K Rawat
You Made Love To My Soul

You made love to my soul

My soul you have captured
You touch every part of it
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Maite Lemekwane
Our Generation The Opposite Of Our Tradition.

We live in a world where nudity is an "art"
All our clothes has lost their hope
Sex tapes seems like a normal play
And big ass now reigns
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Abifarin Victoria
Looking Forward

Sleep, let me sleep, for I am sick of care;
Sleep, let me sleep, for my pain wearies me.
Shut out the light; thicken the heavy air
With drowsy incense; let a distant stream
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Christina Rossetti
Macdougal Street

As I went walking up and down to take the evening air,
(Sweet to meet upon the street, why must I be so shy?)
I saw him lay his hand upon her torn black hair;
(”Little dirty Latin child, let the lady by!”)
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Interim

The room is full of you!-As I came in
And closed the door behind me, all at once
A something in the air, intangible,
Yet stiff with meaning, struck my senses sick!-
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Stuck In A Tornado

Every day you wake up, every morning,
Even tho you did not realize that it's still the same day,
You realized that you're in a reoccurring cycle,
Every day the same movement,
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Richmond Gellez
Indifference

I said,-for Love was laggard, O, Love was slow to come,-
“I'll hear his step and know his step when I am warm in bed;
But I'll never leave my pillow, though there be some
As would let him in-and take him in with tears!” I said.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
What If's

I hope to dust off sleep from my mind,
and think of you instead.

"If I raised my glass of liver toxins ,
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Yasmina Arbid
A Winter Night

When biting Boreas, fell and doure,
Sharp shivers thro' the leafless bow'r;
When Phœbus gies a short-liv'd glow'r,
Far south the lift,
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Robert Burns
Chained To Inhumanity

Why does it feel am in a cage
Chained to my past can't free from it
Why have this shackles turned to be my doom
Why can't I get free why are the chain painful
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Ibthlhal Abdul
The House Of Fame

BOOK I Incipit liber primus.

God turne us every dreem to gode!
For hit is wonder, be the rode,
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Geoffrey Chaucer
A Perplexed Mash

May be not the eventual affection of my life but hodiernal, he is the one about whom i can't hold up fantasizing!

Thinking as to how much I, sec by sec, falling for him and vice-versa from his corner xD

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Sakshi Singh
The Cuckoo-clock

Wouldst thou be taught, when sleep has taken flight,
By a sure voice that can most sweetly tell,
How far off yet a glimpse of morning light,
And if to lure the truant back be well,
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William Wordsworth
Dream

Dreams are beautiful sensation,
Experienced during sleep,
It’s a conceptualization
Still it has a power to rejoice & be depressed.
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Norbu Dorji
Young Mother

Her baby was so full of glee,
And through the day
It laughed and babbled on her knee
In happy play.
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Robert Service
My Friend

Art thou abroad on this stormy night
on thy journey of love, my friend?
The sky groans like one in despair.

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Rabindranath Tagore
The Barefoot Boy

Blessings on thee, little man,
Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan!
With thy turned-up pantaloons,
And thy merry whistled tunes;
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John Greenleaf Whittier
The Gardener Xxxiv: Do Not Go, My Love

Do not go, my love, without asking
my leave.
I have watched all night, and now
my eyes are heavy with sleep.
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Rabindranath Tagore
The Farewell

It was a' for our rightfu' King
We left fair Scotland's strand;
It was a' for our rightfu' King
We e'er saw Irish land,
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Robert Burns
The World

The world is cruel,
but for some people it's cool.
People are dying
because of lying.
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Duwayne Frieslaar
My Dream

Hear now a curious dream I dreamed last night,
Each word whereof is weighed and sifted truth.

I stood beside Euphrates while it swelled
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Christina Rossetti
Haiku 3

Tonight, it seems
Sleep has deserted me;
I am awake with my poems .

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Laishram Gojendra
Kashmir Bathing With Blood

I have seen a kashmir
Which bathing with blood.

I have seen a kashmir which can't hear sound of peace but , hear creepy sounds.
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Shariq Lone
I Am

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows
My friends forsake me like a memory lost,
I am the self-consumer of my woes-
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
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John Clare
An Eastern Ballad

I speak of love that comes to mind:
The moon is faithful, although blind;
She moves in thought she cannot speak.
Perfect care has made her bleak.
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Allen Ginsberg
The Sea Wind

I am a pool in a peaceful place,
I greet the great sky face to face,
I know the stars and the stately moon
And the wind that runs with rippling shoon-
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Sara Teasdale
What I Miss

I miss the taste of wine,
Cakes with cherries on top.
I miss the dust on a line
Which never seemed enough.
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Az Mo
The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell

THE ARGUMENT

RINTRAH roars and shakes his
fires in the burdenM air,
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William Blake
Weep No More My Child

Look in my eyes,
What's in your eyes?
What can you see when you look in my eyes?
Your eyes is so meek and full of kindness,
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Iyke Flint
Forest Fire

Of late I have begun to feel a hunger
To take in with greed, like a forest fire that
Consumes and with each killing gains a wilder,
Brighter charm, all that comes my way. Bald child in
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Kamala Das
Sleep Forever

Sleep forever

Sleep forever

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Martina Rimbaldo
Mowgli’s Song

THAT HE SANG AT THE COUNCIL ROCK WHEN HE DANCED ON SHERE KHAN'S HIDE

The Song of Mowgli-I, Mowgli, am singing. Let
the jungle listen to the things I have done.
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Rudyard Kipling
My Soul Lives With You In Your Dream

I'm thinking of you every day,
And seeking meaning of you in everything,
When i close my eyes to sleep at night,
My soul start seeking you in your dream.
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Cristina Teodor
Michael: A Pastoral Poem

If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle; in such bold ascent
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William Wordsworth
The Sack Of The Gods

Strangers drawn from the ends of the earth, jewelled and plumed were we;
I was Lord of the Inca race, and she was Queen of the Sea.
Under the stars beyond our stars where the new-forged meteors glow,
Hotly we stormed Valhalla, a million years ago!
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Rudyard Kipling
Song Of Myself

1
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
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Walt Whitman
Oh! Night

The old man looking out from the unclad window of his tiny hut,
He grinned his teeth and smile as the night greets his wrinkled face with it's crimson tide of a beautiful grim from a maiden moonlight.

To him; Oh! Age how often you come,
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Iyke Flint
I Died To Live Again

Evening smile must be worn,
Tonight's dinner is served
With the drumming of their guns.
Battalion of thirsty soldiers are on the verge
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Dauda Tholley
The Spider And The Fly

“Will you walk into my parlor?”
Said a spider to a fly;
“'Tis the prettiest little parlor
That ever you did spy.
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Mary Howitt
I See,see More Dead Bodies

Its Tuesday
eating meat raw,
means war,
i.c.c comes later,
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Francis Ngwenya
My Body And My Mind

My body and my mind...

My body and my mind are in depression because
You are not with me.
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Kabir
Ode To Walt Whitman

By the East River and the Bronx
boys were singing, exposing their waists
with the wheel, with oil, leather, and the hammer.
Ninety thousand miners taking silver from the rocks
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Federico Garcà­a Lorca
O My Pa-pa

Our fathers have formed a poetry workshop.
They sit in a circle of disappointment over our fastballs
and wives. We thought they didn't read our stuff,
whole anthologies of poems that begin, My father never,
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Bob Hicok
We Who Stay At Home

When you were just our little boy, on many a night we crept
Unto your cot and watched o'er you, and all the time you slept.
We tucked the covers round your form and smoothed your pillow, too,
And sometimes stooped and kissed your cheeks, but that you never knew.
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Edgar Albert Guest
Drought!

Yet I remember you!
And Your piercing words,
Words that shake my soul,
Words that Disintegrate my being,
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Faizi
Love - An Enigma

I have a body,
But soul is with you,
I have a mind ,
Which thinks of you,
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I Riya Singh
Before The Wedding

Like a lightening, your love has struck me
i think of you all the time my love
I have been struck by the lightening of your love
here comes your beloved
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Pallavi Deepchand
The Old Huntsman

I've never ceased to curse the day I signed
A seven years' bargain for the Golden Fleece.
'Twas a bad deal all round; and dear enough
It cost me, what with my daft management,
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Siegfried Sassoon