Dreamless sleep;

Endless darkness;

Not one thought

Stirring in my head.

Is this what it's like to be dead?

Where is the place

Where dreams are reality?

And the lives we are living

Are really the dreams?

Too many nights

Have gone by empty.

Too many

Have been too short.

Where are the dreams

That make me wish

To keep on sleeping

When I'm awake?

Too many nights

Have been empty.

Too many I've spent in bed

Wishing I was dead.

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you seem a good poetess indeed....well done friend..this is really a good poem.. impressive and heart catchy too..you did in a good way and impressive..hope you also go through my poems... to know if my poems shake your heart or not???... I am basically known as peace wisher poet with six books published...I really wish to see the world in peace.. and we can a great role being poets...let me share with you one of my famous say .. ((( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with...afzal shauq )))