Insomnia

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Like wisps of clouds are hours of sleep
ephemeral, and yet saccharine sweet.
As darknessΒ piled on I began to sway,
with mind in motion as battle of waves.

And though the heart lapped with ease
I pondered on every rhythm and beat,
observed as moments grew austere
while gust outside roared loud and clear.

I reach out and chase hoping to achieve
if not enough then few hours of sleep,
As dawn swiveled on I began to sway
with mind in motion as battle of waves.

 

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Posted for ‘Sanaa’s Challenge’ @ Real Toads

& Posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub

46 Replies to “Insomnia”

  1. The repetitive actions at “darkness piled” and “dawn swiveled” according to me made the writing more intense. A beautifully written piece, Sanaa πŸ™‚

  2. All too often, sleep is ephemeral as wisps of clouds. It is in this time poems sometime come to me as midnight epiphanies, so all is not lost!

  3. I do think you’ve hit on a universal theme here–insomnia is not our friend. I just have to get up and watch TV or read a book until I get drowsy. Getting no sleep, or just a few hours, I recall, made the day at work nightmarish. I liked the subtleness of your rhyme scheme.

  4. Very apt words, Sanaa, and I can empathize. I have mostly beat my insomnia so never despair, it is possible!

    1. Awww!❀️ Thank you so much, Augustine πŸ™‚ so good to see you!❀️

      (the poem is not autobiographical)

  5. Wisps of cloud, ephemeral and saccharine sweet – yes, that’s sleep when you’re an insomniac. I love the way you capture the invasion of thought and sound:
    ‘I pondered on every rhythm and beat,
    observed as moments grew austere
    while gust outside roared loud and clear’.

  6. “with mind in motion as battle of waves” : The refrain captures the essence of the poem so well. If only insomnia too could be this poetic. A lovely piece, Sanaa.

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