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Poems About: SLEEP

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  • 133.
    Come, Let Us Sleep and Dream

    Let us sleep and dream
    Let us pluck out the stars
    From heaven and plant them
    in the ocean of mermaids. read more »

    Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
  • 134.
    Street Lights

    The city sleeps
    All around,
    Care gives way to slumber.
    A mile from home read more »

    Brian Sonberg
  • 135.

    I sit and stare
    Stare in fear
    Fear of falling into sleep
    Sleep leads to nightmares read more »

    Elannia Lake
  • 136.
    Let Us Forget

    lay me down
    at the foot of a tree
    on cold cold earth
    lay me read more »

    Ellen Shaw
  • 137.
    Dreaming Sleep

    I closed my eyes to dream sleep
    but dream is far away from sleep as sleep remained faithful to me
    so dream could not touch sleep
    Ultimately sleep could not love dream read more »

    kalpana shah
  • 138.
    As She Sleeps

    As she sleeps
    I count tiny little fingers
    I look at her feet
    As she sleeps read more »

    Mickel Allen
  • 139.
    *Sleeping Dear*

    Sweet Dream
    Sleeping Sleeping Sleeping dear
    when we are sleeping dreams come and our wishes become true
    we are happy in our dream read more »

    Fatima Obaid
  • 140.

    For you're tired of your troubles
    For your body is weary read more »

    Orange Scribbles
  • 141.
    Aiedail's Lullabye

    Aiedail's Lullabye

    Hush child of Aiedail
    Sooth your aching soul read more »

    Janelle Morehart
  • 142.
    In Rest Forever

    Sleep my little heart sleep,
    And please do not wake up.
    Let the pain in you leave,
    The pain of love, unbearable. read more »

    Santhosh Vijayakumar
  • 143.

    Sleepy is the little fellow
    Who runs around in your brain
    Pushing your TO SLEEP or NOT TO SLEEP buttons read more »

    Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
  • 144.
    why do we sleep, ?

    why do we sleep, ?
    why do you sleep, ?
    Oh saint's of mine,
    you define your temple by selling your troth, read more »

    Maxim Muyu
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