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s y kalindara Oct 19
Sleepless at sunrise
till morn sings its lullabies
and dreams are unpaused.


Copyright © 2021 by S. Y. Kalindara. All rights reserved.
I often struggle to sleep at night.


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Farah Taskin Sep 17
Insomnia possesses
me
at night
I feel the
absence
of worldly
passion
Lolling
in
the
west balcony
I ween
the sanguine
sun
shouldn't set
The zephyr touches
and consoles
me
Summer Jul 4
insomniac

tangible darkness
let me take a picture of you

paint you on the wall
scribble your name on waters

in your naked form
bend you, so no one else

knows you but me, alone

insomniac darkness — tell me
my muse, let me taste you,

bewildering, like arrows in disarray
and white birds

surreal as falling seraphs and forked tongues

moist darkness
what is sulking inside you must submerge

with manta rays hemmed in circles long ago
curled horns probing, testing bygones,

frozen dawn condensing my azure dreams ashore
adriana Dec 2020
it gets to the point where you just
watch time escape
twelve
one
two, three,
four,five,six
seven

i can hear singing outside of my window
the birds are always happy,
those ****** birds.


please,ijustwannasleepnow
(12.27.2020)
—adrianatamara
the sun, she is relentless. she waits for no one.
Mitch Prax Dec 2020
These early hours
of the morning have never
been friendly to me

2:04 AM
5/12/20
Mitch Prax Nov 2020
Dear Diary;
I think I've figured out
why I enjoy staying up so late.
It's 2:44 am
and the world is quiet.
No one expects anything from me
nor do I expect anything from anyone.
It's just me
and the silence.
Mitch Prax Nov 2020
How many times have
you said "why won't my heart stop
beating?" before bed?

6:46 PM
7/11/20
Anna Mink Oct 2020
You bide my time, and cleanse your mind, and board in damped corners of mine.
You fall asleep at the wrong time to rouse when gongs resound inside.
None be so scarred to sleep as he; let him emerge for me to see.
Here I am; I've won already. On my God, how are you doing?

~ A.M, F.H.
Edited & Published 21st of October 2020.
Written 20th of October 2020.
Mitch Prax Aug 2020
Death has made
one too many
appearances  
in my dreams.
I forgot how long it's been
since he first woke me up or
how long it's been since
I feared my own
dreams.
Mitch Prax Aug 2020
I have nothing
left to say to you
anymore.
I now know what you have done
and who you really are.
You have shown your
true colours and now
I'm wide awake.
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