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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
Bouncing off
Reverberating
Hearing noise
In the screaming silence
I toss and turn
Waiting for sleep
Elusive sleep
Playing hide and seek
As my eyelids droop
Another thought
Rushes in
Screaming to be heard
Mulled over
Thoroughly ripped apart
Word by word
Scrawling images
On blank walls
As I toss and turn
The sun shines
The day has begun
Good morning
Once again
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