Sleep has become a far-fetched dream
No matter what, it just doesn’t seem
To be interested to let me close
My tired eyes and doze
My worries, my fears come in the way
And stand like monsters waiting to slay
And if somehow I manage to sleep
It’s so shallow and never deep
I wake up every now and then
Only wanting to sleep well again
I long for those days when I could sleep at will
Peacefully for hours no matter healthy or ill
Blessed was that age of sleep uninterrupted
With the years, sleep has only got corrupted
How I wish, I could become that little girl
Who, could run to mommy’s lap and curl
Dream about magic, fairies, flowers and butterflies
And wake-up each day to a cheerful, carefree and pleasant sunrise!
Thank you for reading!
so true… it happens with me too. 3days out of 7 sleep eludes me… sometimes its even worse. but then i realize that overthinking is only harming me and i go back to meditation which helps me recover
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Very true! Worrying can never solve any problem and most of the times, our deepest fears don’t even come true! Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts! 🙂
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Very nice one. Growing up comes with many scarifies. The days pressure eats the sleep at times. Beautifully expressed poem.. 🙂
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So true! Childhood was a bliss! 🙂 Thank you so much for your kind words! 🙂
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Being a die hard sleep lover, I loved this poem. ❤
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Thank you so much! I’m a die hard sleep lover too 😉
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Very rightly said! Yes it does! 🙂
Will definitely check the contest soon! 🙂
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Thank for your true words! I like a poem! Reading was awesome!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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