Sleepless Night


sleepless nights

A poem about how sleep evades drooping eyelids. Sleep seems to play hide and seek with the mind struggling to block all the happenings of the day.

All evasive sleep, tossing, turning, struggling to get a good night's sleep.

Sleepless Night - A Poem

Turbulent thoughts

Knocking on walls

Tossing turning

Not finding the right mix

Of thoughts

Making no sense

One running into another

Twisting twirling

A conundrum

No clarity in sight

I can hear my thoughts

Throb against my temple

As though trying to break free

Echoing a sleepless night

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