Insomniac Poem by Maya Angelou

Insomniac

Rating: 3.3


There are some nights when
sleep plays coy,
aloof and disdainful.
And all the wiles
that I employ to win
its service to my side
are useless as wounded pride,
and much more painful.

Insomniac
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Holt Louque 27 January 2012

I need to sleep; I want to sleep; I dread to sleep! HRL

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Bert Bell 30 October 2010

A beautiful short and very true poem. How I relate to it. Simply splendid.10/10

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Shadow Girl 04 May 2011

To me, being an insomniac is the best thing for my poetry. All my flashes of insiration happen late at night! Great relatable poem. Please check out some of mine - new to this site and would love to 'Get the ball rolling' and get any feedback; positive or negative - on my writing! thanx (some poems of mine include to be free, do you...etc)

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Tiffany Wells 16 June 2010

i can picture this poem in my mind being read over and over and over again as i lie in bed and cannot get my brain to fall asleep

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Natasha Phillips 22 January 2010

so says the insomniac! ! ! ! ! ! one has to first love and appreciate the fine art of poetry to fully understand Maya's work.

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Suryendu Chaudhury 11 October 2020

A beautifully penned poem on a common understanding. The metaphysical refinement is missing.

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Suresh Kumar Ek 05 September 2020

it is poetic insomnia

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Dr Antony Theodore 31 August 2020

There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. Wounded pride and it is very painful. tony

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Adeeb Alfateh 14 July 2019

There are some nights when sleep plays coy, aloof and disdainful. And all the wiles that I employ to win .....................great expression great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++

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Dipak adhya 31 March 2019

classic one

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