Poems About: SLEEP

In this page, poems on / about “sleep” are listed.

  • 13.
    Sleep on!

    I miss out on a third of the day
    Sleep on
    I lie down to sleep and lose control
    Sleep on read more »

    James Hart
  • 14.
    Sleep

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    Unic Cjonr
  • 15.
    In Absence

    Sleep, dearest, sleep beside the murmuring sea;
    Sleep, dearest, sleep, and bright dreams compass thee. read more »

    Arthur Weir
  • 16.
    SLEEPER

    Sleep that half dead,
    sleep the body not the head.

    Sleep that bad said, read more »

    Abdallah Mpogole
  • 17.
    A CHRISTMAS LULLABAY

    A Christmas Lullaby
    Sleep, baby, sleep! The Mother
    sings:
    Heaven's angels kneel and fold read more »

    akingbehin daniel murphy
  • 18.
    Lullaby

    Sleep, little baby, sleep, love, sleep!
    Evening is coming, and night is nigh;
    Under the lattice the little birds cheep, read more »

    Horace Smith
  • 19.
    While you were sleeping

    While you were sleeping I felt your heart beating
    While you were sleeping in my head love was repeating
    While you were sleeping all I could do was smile
    While you were sleeping I watched you for a while read more »

    Brie Carter
  • 20.
    Sleep

    Let the night sleep,
    sleep for ever deep,
    with the night I sleep
    univers will also sleep.., read more »

    varsha santosh vyas
  • 21.
    sleep

    sleeping and speeping,
    how wonderful it is.
    with a lots of dreams.
    sleeping and sleeping. read more »

    mariam hani
  • 22.
    Grondad's Lullaby

    Sleep bonny babby, thi grondad is near,
    Noa harm can touch thee, sleep withaat fear;
    Innocent craytur, soa helpless an waik, read more »

    John Hartley
  • 23.
    Work - the cycle

    Wake, work, home, eat sleep
    This cycle keeps on and on
    As the time it takes is so long
    Wake, work, home, eat sleep read more »

    Micron
  • 24.
    Norse lullaby

    The sky is dark and the hills are white
    As the storm-king speeds from the north to-night,
    And this is the song the storm-king sings,
    As over the world his cloak he flings: read more »

    Eugene Field
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