To sleep
perchance to...snore!
I can only dream
of peaceful sleep.
Like MacBeth
you've murdered sleep.
My sleep!
Ay, there's the rub!
I lie awake
misquoting Shakespeare
to myself.
Of course, I NEVER snore..because it is so unladylike-just as I never sweat..I glow! ! AND sound like a snuffling pig when I sleep...but I never quote OR misquote Shakespeare!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I went through a phase when my bed was my sworn enemy and trying to sleep in it was a torture to me, as sleep was unobtainable like the droaning noise you get from the telephone when a number has been discontinued....... These days I take a tablet before bedtime, something mild and just the thought of it releases my tensions, sending me into that world of dreams and slumber. Ruthie; o)
Very cute poem. I enjoyed and translated it into Persian.