Sleepless Night

Sleepless Night short poem

Uploaded by Ivan Brooks Sr.

I’m tired and my exhausted eyes refuse to fold
My timid soul is very restless and wild awake
It craves the sleeping time I can no longer hold
Oh sleep give me thy frailed gray hands to take .

It is quite late and all the sleep I crave is elusive
It’s casually playing by the rules of the universe
And the nap I seek this hour appears less active
Saving the sweet yawning and nap that I deserve .

Night is now here but nap seeps beyond the light
So come back to where your presence is needed
Hurry up ,you insomnia master of the starry night
Run to where some little bit of nap is appreciated .

It’s late and I genuflect before my bed and weep
Appear to me you dark and sleepy phenomenon
Bring me a sweet dream to process when I sleep
Come help find that old sleepless elusive demon .

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