Energy sizzles under my skin
Teeth clenched
Muscles ready to dive right in

Even water sits like a stone
In my stomach
Wants to come up from thoughts alone

Poised and ready with nowhere to go
Hands folded
I'm feeling ready to explode!

Anxious about what will come next
Eyes wet
Nothing to do but to progress

So tired but trying to go on
Body sore
Naps are nice but it won't last long

Zara Oct 11

Eyes are stinging slightly,
the tiredness is always there.
The world of sleep is mighty,
through days it makes us bear.

Oh it could be so easy,
to fall fast asleep.
It would be less painful,
than to lay awake and weep.

Weep is not the only thing,
sometimes I stay awake and ponder.
At times I even laugh and smile,
and ever so often I wonder.

Because at night it's still and silent,
and my thoughts have room to roam.
So why should I fall into slumber,
when my thoughts have found their home.  

A night owl people call me,
but that's the wrong phrase to use.
I love to sleep no more than you,
but at night my thoughts let loose.

So don't you even question,
the naps I take at day,
It's bright and loud and noisy,
and my thoughts are far away.

m Jul 18

my eyelashes have turned to stone. my lips are soft, my breathing is even.
my ears have been pierced
with the drumming of time.

acceptance is the sheets,
and my windows have no shades.
attempts to escape; the future will come,
if you wish it so or not.

and so I lay, 3pm on a tuesday in July,
under covers, awaiting my fate
as a lover with no shelter and a killer with no shame.

depression naps ammiright?
Richard Grahn May 22

Snuggled together
In a nest full of feathers
Four wings and a nap

Little hearts they are beating
As these lovebirds lie sleeping

To whom I put in my trust and belief
World is full of people with many faces
How can apprehensive heart get relief
Hatred is ingrained in all coming races

Circus is on, on the earth and around
People play tricks to win the moment
Hounds,  vultures are busy on ground
Very many odds that one has to confront

Humans are less while animals  more
After every step there is but real trap
What to condemn and what just to adore
In winter bears await for any one to nap

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Knit Personality Oct 2016

O care-inventing child, why dost thou scream?
     Thou should'st not fret to quit a while thy toys.
Nor scornest thou the chance to sweetly dream
     Whilst yet the sun his keenest beam employs.
No punishment is this; no, 'tis a gift
     From her that kisseth now thy weary head:
Receive it softly: let the sandman sift
     His timeless sands above thy person'd bed.
Too soon wilt thou a feeling as weary know
     When selfish Obligation will thy pleas
For peace ignore, and force thee to forgo
     A gentle sleep for half-awake unease.
Relish thy sleep before thou know'st too well
The stimulant that spoils the poppy's spell.

cgembry Aug 2016

Till half asleep I bask
under cerulean skies and sunshine
in the middle of the meadow
where the gentle winds roam
counting clouds
like they were sheep
slowly drifting toward a world of dreams
while listening to the peaceful swooshing
of free winds across the soft grass

Me encanta amanecer a tu lado
Despertar y ver tu costado
Nunca mas sentirme aislado

Me gusta descubrirte lento
Sentir tu tímido aliento
Y es que de ti, siempre estoy hambriento

eyes closed
brain quiet
breathing slowed
body relaxed
heart full

SassyJ Apr 2016

Crawl as I keep strong and calm
Slow as I sip limed contortions
Clam as I seep in lined cotton
Climb as I seek to strum an anthem

Is there a poet there a one to cater?
A sprinkle of majestic conversation
A one to indulge in a heated kiss
To dip the nip and harp the nap

Is there a knight there to soothe?
To stare under the moonlight skies
To seek a start as the dark levers
A muse of philosophical ideologies

Is there a tendered sutured soul?
To transform peace in teleportation
Who exist but yet staggered in normality
A one with a stare, that magical sight

If I find you, I will crazily write for you.........
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