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1.11am

sunset was five hours ago
sunrise will be in five hours
stuck between alive and comatose
i really need sleep

pin pricked velvet
holds stars of beauty
but invisible to the eye
as this city of light sleeps, but not i

shimmering light dances
on the backs of playing fox cubs
no moonlight, just street light
the city life is awake

with bed and poetry
both calling and screaming
yet the latter calls louder
and forces me awake...

1.11am
now 1.16am.
when will green sleep come sweetly?

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  • LionessK silver member
    July 6

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    welcome to allpoetry

    Sounds like the true soul of a poet speaking here. Restless nights... poetry calling... it can bring the most beautiful pieces though.
    keep writing... from the heart.



  • glitterydoom
    July 6

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    awwwww

    i love the last line

    shimmering light dances
    on the backs of playing fox cubs
    no moonlight, just street light
    the city life is awake < and that stanza is stunning


  • DontObjectifyMe
    July 6

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    This is really good, something everyone (though some more then others) can relate to.
    "with bed and poetry
    both calling and screaming
    yet the latter calls louder
    and forces me awake..." I love this bit, nice way to link in what you are doing with your poem.
    Great write
    xoxoxoxxx


  • Dmonik
    July 6

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    Insomia....How I loathe it.
    However, I do not loathe this poem, lol. I found it to be well written, and very descriptive. You describe the feeling of insomnia well.
    "Why is it, that I should be tortured by sleeplessness, while others, dance amongst the starlight, in dream induced euphoria...." Sorry, I don't know where that came from, lol.
    Bravo

    'D' (Scott)

    • Shadow Anonymised gold member
      July 6
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      youre a poet, i expect random comments like that!

      thankies hon ^_^
      ps: blame james for keeping me up so early. its his fault that i got a few good poems out lol

  • magneticblue
    July 5

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    Mmm...I thoroughly enjoyed the images you created with this piece. The way its both disjunct and poetic reflects the restlessness of insomnia well, and I like how you contrasted what you were doing with the activities outside. Good read.

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