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The Late HoursA Poem by Chanel RichardsonAlso wrote this at 14, who hurt me> |
Dream FairiesA Poem by E.A. StandiferDream Fairies come and take me away. I'll walk with you through whatever shadows; just please don't make me stay. The night has come too soon. I can't.. |
SleeplessA Poem by C.M. Dakota (Ky)Depression and sleep deprivation feed off each other. |
Last hikeA Poem by Tough on paintBrief poem, purposefully disjointed |
NightA Poem by Mrudula RaniA goodnight's sleep is such a delicious state! |
My DemonsA Poem by AliasTo the demons in my dreams,f**k offor f**k medon't scare melove meyou are the only company I have at night |
Just SleepA Poem by Alexis RikkeKind of dark, please read and tell me your thoughts. |
4 a.m.A Poem by Abigail Ketchemthis is a poem i wrote for creative writing class. it is about insecurity, being aware of your flaws, but also being aware of the good things about yo.. |
One fifty nineA Poem by breakthebrokenoneA poem written at one fifty nine in the morning, about realisations |
GoodnightA Poem by CrimsonHintsThe memory of your tiny feet,Patter to your door.Dare I think to take a peek,To remember anymore.There you lay with your dreary head;Heaven’s an.. |
MaKenzie BabyA Poem by ROXANE DORSEYMaKenzie baby girl, how you came into our worldlittle like a kitten, how we held you in our mittensevery night for you baby did you need sleepyou sang.. |
road tripA Poem by maaidahand so I sat there music filling ears looking out the window my eyes trying to capture it all the mountains the sky the clouds the trees like .. |
Let it Snow!A Poem by Surabhi KaushikSnow is nature's beautiful white carpet. Sometimes I want to walk in the snow, sometimes, just sit back and enjoy the view. |
A Visit To GraveyardA Poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Be..Mirza Sharafat visits an ancestral graveyard at Zadibal in Srinagar, where aura provokes his feelings and he feels his belongingness to the graves whe.. |
Sleep ParalysisA Poem by ButterflyVisionIt's dark, near black but my eyes wide open.Someone's talking, words are spoken. The noise is heavy, a presence felt. I’m rigid in body but hi.. |
The Sleepy LadybugA Poem by Debbie BarryJust another nursery rhyme that drifted through my head. |
SleepA Poem by imokayThe day begins with painwith troubles your mind stainedWashing your face as you applieda hopeful grin- but all is vainAnother day of the same routines.. |
The Dark BoxA Poem by AjlaNo fear.Forlorn.The flashing screenNo gleam,only the small screen.Just us,in this frigid,tragic,dingy box.With a feathered cushion,plunk my head on it.. |
DreamsA Story by Andrew CloseYou know we remember ever face we see? That's where we get the faces for our dreams But what about the demons in our nightmares? |