Elusive and fleeting,
Sleep tempts and taunts.
The digital numbers wink as I doze.
12:05
1:00
2:25
I drift off,
Meandering through a dream world
Like a child in the toy department, gazing all about in wonder
At the curiosities that surround me.
And before I sate my curiosity
The gentle chimes remind me
That the real world beckons.
In waking I dream of sleep.
The real world is sometimes so cruel. I enjoyed reading your poem.
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thank you.
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Who among us have not experienced this? A wonderful write capturing the essence of sleeplessness…:)
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Thank you. I’m glad I was able to capture it.
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You are welcome and you did so perfectly!
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