Poem 1: The Price of Wakefulness

With everything that life has to offer,
There’s so much to be enjoyed,
But the pleasures of sleeplessness I suffer,
Is the one I cannot avoid.

The moonlight whispers through the window,
And though I long to fall into sleep’s embrace,
My thoughts race like a river flowing wild,
Relentlessly chasing the stars in space.

The world rests, but my mind is wide awake,
Each second a wave in a restless sea.
What is it about the quiet of night,
That draws me deeper into misery?


Poem 2: The Lure of the Night

The stillness of night calls to me,
With its siren song of solitude.
The quiet lingers in every corner,
And yet, my thoughts intrude.

In the dark, I find no peace,
No comfort in sleep’s sweet release.
Instead, I wander in my mind’s expanse,
Trapped in a trance of endless chance.

Is it the beauty of the darkened skies,
Or the knowledge that the world sleeps while I rise?
Something in the silence tugs at me,
And I can’t help but let it be.


Poem 3: The Insomniac's Lament

The world slumbers, dreaming away,
And I lie awake, still as clay.
My body tired, yet my mind stays alert,
Lost in thoughts that only hurt.

I wish to rest, to close my eyes,
To slip away into dream-filled skies.
But the whispers of the day won't let me go,
So here I lie, alone, in sorrow’s flow.

Oh, how I envy the peaceful sleep,
The way the night invites a restful leap.
But the dance of thoughts keeps me bound,
To this endless, restless, waking round.


Poem 4: The Midnight Hour

When the clock strikes the midnight hour,
The world around me seems to slow.
But I, a prisoner of my mind,
Can’t escape the thoughts I know.

They swirl and twist in patterns strange,
A labyrinth of dreams too far to change.
I seek the solace of slumber’s touch,
But night’s embrace is not enough.

I am awake in the stillness deep,
Caught in the rhythm of thoughts that creep.
And though the night may wear its crown,
I find no...