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Eleanor Rigby May 2015
I just want to go to bed
And wake up
In someone else's head.


F.Z.**N
vaishax May 2015
Early morning sunlight barges through the curtain holes
There is no hiding after
All the misgivings of last night and all nights before
Must disappear faster

Light is beckoning you unto itself
Tears must be swept under the rug
Light illuminates as is on rich and poor
Could it be your only wake up hug?

So grab her hand and walk into the light
Make her your own
Leave the banalities of this world behind
Don't miss, don't mourn
DaSH the Hopeful May 2015
Blood on my alarm clock
                  You felt so real
         I'm awake too early
           I've got time to ****
                   I close my eyes
      But can't fall back asleep
     Now you're only with me
         In every bad dream
Rae Harrison May 2015
if I woke up and fell in love with
you more and more
each day, how
will I wake up
and have to just.... stop?
ms reluctance Apr 2015
It is time to wake up
from the languid daydreams
that once I treasured so.

The place that used to be a haven,
an escape from life’s banality,
now feels like a gilded cage.

The mind wanders, untethered,
through sunlit corridors of indolence
pushing to see how far it can go.

Tantalizing me with possibilities,
never reality, this limbo
is only good for the occasional vacation.
NaPoWriMo Day #26
Poetry form: Tercet
sainche micano Mar 2015
good-morning,
...i checked the sky..
and there were no more stars...
guess they found out you do it better..
...from how my gaze glued upon you last night
....they could tell i could never look elsewhere
& i could never see how awesome they are...
when you're around..
oni Mar 2015
i will
wake up
when those
with blood
under their
fingernails
stop telling
me
to wash
my hands
Jayanta Mar 2015
It was dark outside,
Sun is yet to break the dark quilt of night,
I was on my bed,
Fighting with slumber and trance!
Fight hours after hours.... nothing comes out..
All of a sudden wake up with the sound in my door,
Run and open...
Newspaper was on the floor,
The hawker was passed by on his bicycle,
Sun already on the top of the mango tree,
My trance flyaway and stupor enclose by..
But reverie of politics over news paper again beat on..
  If you vote you will change your state of happiness.... with words on to with wealth
Alexia Feb 2015
Don't wake me up
I just want you to kiss me in my dreams
Forever
Dreaming about kissing you is really getting out of hand
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