Top 100 Poems About: SLEEP


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

  • 25.
    Sleep-Stealer

    Who stole sleep from baby's eyes? I must know.
    Clasping her pitcher to her waist mother went to fetch water
    from the village near by.
    It was noon. The children's playtime was over; the ducks in read more »

    Rabindranath Tagore
  • 26.
    Tears In Sleep

    All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
    And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's breast,
    Shed tears, like a task not to be put away---
    In the false light, false grief in my happy bed, read more »

    Louise Bogan
  • 27.
    The Pains Of Sleep

    Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
    It hath not been my use to pray
    With moving lips or bended knees ;
    But silently, by slow degrees, read more »

    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  • 28.
    Come Sleep, O Sleep! The Certain Knot Of Peace

    Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace,
    The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
    The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,
    Th' indifferent judge between the high and low; read more »

    Sir Philip Sidney
  • 29.
    Sleep, Darling

    Sleep, darling
    I have a small
    daughter called
    Cleis, who is read more »

    Sappho
  • 30.
    Sleep Spaces

    In the night there are of course the seven wonders
    of the world and the greatness tragedy and enchantment.
    Forests collide with legendary creatures hiding in thickets.
    There is you. read more »

    Robert Desnos
  • 31.
    ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' ' To Sleep Or Not To Sleep

    To sleep
    perchance to...snore!

    I can only dream read more »

    Dónall Dempsey
  • 32.
    My Sister's Sleep

    She fell asleep on Christmas Eve:
    At length the long-ungranted shade
    Of weary eyelids overweigh'd
    The pain nought else might yet relieve. read more »

    Dante Gabriel Rossetti
  • 33.
    Work, Sleep, Work, Sleep, Work

    Work, sleep, work, sleep,
    Work, sleep, work, sleep,
    Work, sleep, work, sleep,
    Work: read more »

    Mark R Slaughter
  • 34.
    Pains Of Sleep, The

    Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
    It hath not been my use to pray
    With moving lips or bended knees ;
    But silently, by slow degrees, read more »

    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
  • 35.
    He Giveth His Beloved Sleep

    The long day passes with its load of sorrow:
    In slumber deep
    I lay me down to rest until tomorrow --
    Thank God for sleep. read more »

    Banjo Paterson
  • 36.
    Sleep

    Sleep has not visited me the whole night,
    Will the dawn ever come?
    O my companion,
    Once I awoke with a start from a dream. read more »

    Mirabai
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