Three A.M, sweet sleep,
Dark,
waking up to a sound…
what was that?
Silence…
Car? Bike?
No.
Only a bus.
I watch at the clock…mmm, not up,
not yet.
Lovely.
Starting to drift away…eyes getting heavy,
Falling in sweet, sweet sleep.
Getting numb, my thoughts…
Getting surreal. Sleep, my kingdom
Here I belong.
Only small sweet sorrow,
Why alone,
why is my love not beside me.
Yet… I drift.
Thinking getting harder. Only silence.
Thoughts getting blurry…
So blurry. Warm…comfortable.
The sandman is coming again.
Trying to resist…but…too tired.
Can’t hold on…soon. Yes,
Soon…moving, falling, going, travelling,
deeper into sleep.
There in the realm of dreams, who is it…blurry.
Getting closer to her…finally we can be together.
Me and my love…
in the world of dreams we move…
together,
yet somehow
I know
she is not here…but I don’t care.
What is real and what is not?
Doesn’t matter. The illusion getting stronger.
Entering the reality… reality of the dream.
No longer awake…thank God…sleeping,
So adequately. No more worries, no trouble.
So …I am no longer in the world of awareness.
Finally, falling into darkness.
The dream has me now,
But I am not troubled, the sleep…
It is my friend now…falling over me,
Like a warm woollen blanket.
I love sleeping.
Author notes
This is a serious piece...therefore should be read with "seriousness goggles on"
(The poem is Copyrighted and if you use it without the writers permission he will find you...and give you a spanking.)
A contest entry
- Your best, most beloved write by Austere.
2300 points, ended February 10, 2008, 33 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Turn those greenies into Gold (or silver or bronze) Pt. 3 by whispernthedark.
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Comments
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Yay, what a wonderful piece to capture a great pasttime...sleeping. I used to have mild insomnia, so this tickles me. Great write! Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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Thank you for the kind words.
This is "my first poem" ... so it has special meaning for me.
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Nice write. I like the way you create a feeling of comfort in the land of dreams and loneliness in the reality of life. You keep things realistic while using words to lull the reader into your world. Good write and good luck.
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Welcome to AllPoetry
Well then I hope no one uses this without permission for fear of spanking !
Wonderful write
Enjoy AllPoetry
Stay safe
~Manda
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