Insomnia of life

I have longed for sleep well before the shadows fell

Sweet slumber, home of dreams, your fragrance's alluring smell

Bed of darkness, blanket of soft blackness, come cover tired eyes

Bury me away far from light of day, where thorns stinging lies lie in disguise

On a stone pillow of peace lay my head, to awaken nevermore

With covers of forgetfulness to erase all that happened before

Reviews

[carl]

a beautiful preemptive epitaph that is going to require a massive piece of granite. and somebody is gonna get the message "where thorns stinging lies lie in disguise" ( nice compilation of alliteration and rhyme ) "to erase all that happened before" and know exactly what these great lines mean and to whom they apply. Well said - like it a lot - carl

[Soren]

Thank you so much Carl your words are always most appreciated.

[RomaJ]

Soren, this poem really captures the heavy weariness of life. Sleep becomes more than rest. It’s escape from the "thorns stinging lies" around us. The "stone pillow" and "covers of forgetfulness" feel haunting and deeply human. I could feel that longing for peace with every line. Beautifully moving.

[Soren]

Thank you Roma for your review and most kind words of support they are most valued

[RomaJ]

You're welcome. I also enjoy reading your poetry and the metaphors you weave