'Sleepless' Poem by Forrest Barden
'Sleepless'
Never a dream
That didn't wake me.
Shake me lightly,
Lovingly hate me.
Coldly embrace me,
Then turn me away
In terror and awe
Of the new coming day.
But wait...
Where have I come from
And why?
How many people
And prying eyes?
How many prayers
For death or for life?
And how on earth,
or elsewhere, have I,
Of all that have died,
Survived?
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a small portion of a much longer story which was written in verse form. whats interesting is that this, along with most of the rest of the piece, was written in my sleep. kind of like sleepwalking, but a little different. life long insomnia can cause the strangest thing...
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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