The Sleepwalker Poem by Ali Rahimi

The Sleepwalker



He dared not sleep,
lest his heart stopped to bleed,
he purred, and whined in his sleep clenched his teeth,
shook his knees pang, agony, fury and fatigue,
were the shibboleth of the somnambulist

Saturday, March 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: night,nightmares,sleeping
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Catherine Switala 02 August 2016

Brilliant poem! ! Frustrated, lonely, mentally and emotionally tired, angry at the human race, different, not fitting in. Not even sleep can offer an escape.

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