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Mar 2021
I can’t sleep
     Had tea in the evening
     Tear starts pouring
And I started counting sheep

Over and over the fence
     One up jumping,
     Another come running
Over and over again

Time passed doing nothing
     Not rest or feast,
     Not work or read
The story ends with dreaming

Deep in my sleep
     Keep on stressing
     Keep on rehearsing
Found no peace at no ease

Why do we need sleeping
     Thoughts in my head,
     Progress I could have made
Instead, I lie practise dying

Why do I need dreaming
     Reality is there
     Stop the stress and I swear
Instead, I lie practise dying
And right before my birthday came these feelings. Cool. Cool cool cool cool.

Another piece half-written in the dark at three in the morning. I’m doing the video for trinity exam. I filmed over and over again that it started to stress me out real bad, and i ended up dreaming about it. And i gotta go back to practicing. ****.

About the form, I read a poem using the similar form in my previous semester and i absolutely loved it. It’s so rhythmic and fun to read. And i just happen to come up with it, so it was pretty impressive. (Although the poem i was talking about was way, wayyyyyyy more beautiful than this. I feel like there is no rhythm in this piece at all /sad/ but i’ll get there one day)

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Written by
Jules Harper  23/Non-binary
(23/Non-binary)   
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   Alex Rappel
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